The Queen of England

Chapter 26 Honeymoon

Brittany eventually falls asleep in the plane, making me smile. Once that girl is out, a hurricane won't wake her up.

When we land, I lift her into my arms and carry her to the limo. She makes a few noises, but stays asleep in my arms.

I look down at her as I hold her. I could be very cliché and say how peaceful she looks, and how much younger she looks while she's sleeping.

But that would be a lie.

Well, maybe not a lie.

But overstated, definitely.

Britt looks relaxed while she sleeps. Over relaxed. Her mouth hangs open, her face is totally slack, and she even snores slightly. It's honestly the most unattractive she's ever been.

And its my favorite site of her.

I love her so much that it kills me. I would do anything to make her happy. Anything.

"Sir, would you like to stop and sightsee?" Asks the driver.

"No thank you, sir. Just straight to the house will be fine. Brittany is sleeping." I say.

"You mean the hotel?" He asks.

"No, no. We are staying at a house. Its the address I gave you. Don't worry, it's safe." I say.

"It's probably a good idea not to sightsee. Not until you set up a private event. New Yorkers can be a little wild around royals. Brittany would be frightened." He says.

I chuckle. "Britt lived here." I say. "She knows."

"She lived here? Why did you choose this place as your honeymoon?" He asks.

"She didn't want to leave when she had to. I figured she'd like to come home." I say.

I hope she's happy.

Dedicated to @hadan123 for telling me to update. Didn't think anyone was still reading Queen of England.

Love you all!

-Amy