The Princess' Royal Pregnancy (Book One - "The Royal Friendships" Series) [DONE]

Chapter # 5 ~~~ Dating And Preperations

Chapter Five

Dating And Preperations

The next day, after the DVD, Mahamed took me out to lunch, only to be swamped with journalists who wanted a scoop. We didn't talk to them, we just walked around, shopping for baby clothes. Both boys and girls clothes for the twins that I was going to have. Apparently, they absolutely loved it all. The question mark that hung over myself and Mahamed.

I sat quietly as we, Mahamed and myself, waited for the waitress to serve our lunch. We ate our lunch and after all that, we walked some more, at one point Mahamed picked me up and sat me down on a seat that was inside the store that we were shopping at. To all the people that saw us, we looked like a happy couple, though we were not, to a degree.

I sat in the seat, but Mahamed had other ideas, he picked me up again as he walked to the store that specialised in anime DVDs. I ran off as soon as he put me down. I went wild looking at all the DVDs on offer, and ended up with like 50 DVDs that Mahamed paid for. I threw my arms around him and hugged him to me. Before I knew it, I was kissing him, but not before I noticed that he molded his body to mine, baby bump and all.

All that we were concentrating on really was each other, so we didn't see the store fill up with journalists. The thing that snapped us out of our sensually sexual daze was the repeated flash of camera bulbs. I pulled away in a daze, and as I looked at Mahamed, only to see the same dazed lustful look in his eyes that I knew were in my own.

I asked Mahamed if he wanted to get a drink, I didn't do it for just him, because my mouth was that dry, it felt as if it were the Sahara Desert. I smiled as he said that he wouldnt mind, while his mouth looked as if it were as dry as my own mouth. I giggled to myself as I went to get the drinks for Mahamed and myself.

It was as I walked to a cafe to buy two drinks that half of the journalists that ambushed us ran and was shouting out questions, most of them being Mahamed, like 'What is happening between you and Prince Mahamed Abdul?' things along those lines. All I said to them all that their would be a press conference at the palace when the King and Queen of both countries involved has set a date, but I would try and see when that would be and would have a notice posted to all newspapers that will give the public an opportunity to attend as well.

I was walking back to Mahamed in a crowd of journalists and blonde bimbos that want the statis of Mahamed. One bimbo was really very bold as to touch his arm while openly flirting with him. "Excuse me Miss." I said to her.

She looked at me then flipped me off. I reached and grabbed her on the shoulder only to be bitch slapped, "Back off bitch he's mine!" She said to me as if Mahamed was all hers and hers alone.

"What's your name by the way?"

"Jacklynn Harrison.Why?

"Well Jacklynn Harrison, Mahamed is mine, not yours. You wanna know the reasons behind it."

"Yeah whatever." She said dismissively.

"One: I am having his babies, twins; Two: I am currently dating him; and Three: I am the princess, so you just assaulted the pregnant PRINCESS! So expect the police at your door very soon lady."

I smiled at her sweetly as she put all of it together, when she did the look was priceless. She was white as a ghost and her friends looked at me as if I had grown an extra head. I smiled at them an then the questions started again. 'Are you really pregnant with Prince Mahamed's children?' 'Are you two gonna get married any time soon?' Stuff like that.

Mahamed stepped in, "She needs her rest now, so we should be off."

Mahamed picked me up and walked me to a seat when he went off to take care of the deliveries of the baby things, but it was the clothes that we took with us. Mahamed put me in a trolley and walked to where our limousine was to pick us up, and all the time, we were followed by the members of the press, trying to get more information out of us. It was Mahamed who had to make the arrangements to have all the baby clothes and things that the babbies would be in need of, nappies included. But I clung to my plastic bag of anime DVDs.

All that we said to them was the same, that their would be a public announcement at the palace and that their would be an announcement in all of the newspapers informing all the public that we would holding a gathering and all were able to come.

As we waited for our limousine to arrive, I was on the phone to call the police about the assault. While I was on the phone, the limo finally came, but still, even as Mahamed carried me into the limo and seated on the seat in the middle so when he hopped in he had his arm around me.

I called my real estate agent and asked her to look into my properties, to see which one was best, which ones were the best for a couple that was having a baby. She told me that she would get back to me after she looked at all the possibilities and we will both check them out at a later date, to see for my self which one I will rent out to Jonathon and Bianca. I sat, trying to think what else I had to do. Oh yes, I was having the apartments next to mine done up for Ellayna, Jenny and Trisha. I sighed and absently snuggled into Mahamed as I called the contractors in charge of finishing up the other three apartments and talked with them to see how far they were into the renovations.

I still had to figure out the colour-schemes for each of the apartments and then I would have to look for the furnature to go with the colour-scheme. I sighed again, then closed my eyes intending to rest for a bit, but fell asleep instead. I awoke to feel someone laying me gently in my bed. "Hey." I said sleepily.

"Hey." Mahamed said in return. He laid down next to me after he changed both his and my clothes to that of sleepwear. He apparently chose the one that was my favourite. The stretchy silk ankle-length gown, with the matching robe and slippers. I could hear as he put them on my side, I heard the russle of cloth as he put th robe in the hook by my bed and the slippers on the floor, mid-way down the bed to account for when I would get up in the morning.

I don't know the exact time I fell asleep but I think it was when Mahamed pulled me to him as he started to get comfortable.