I have decided to wear this outfit, minus the shrug, purse and heals. (Click on cover photo)
I got dressed quickly and ran back to the kitchen to start pulling out the ingredients for my lasagna.
All of the ingredients were neatly assembled on the counter. I went in search of my bakeware and my recipe book
I was getting antsy waiting for Harry to show up so I went and grabbed my iPad to play some music. I created a playlist that would be very casual.
I had been listening to Billy Joel - River of Dreams when I heard a knock at the door. I peeked out the peep hole and saw Harry standing there.
I took a deep breath let it out and opened the door.
"Harry you made it, come on in" I said holding the door open for him to enter.
"Of course. Sorry it took so long. I stopped and picked up dessert" he said raising the take out bag and entering my flat. I closed the door and directed us towards the kitchen. Lights Come On by Jason Aldean started to play.
"Ooh what did you bring, what did you bring?" I asked getting excited. When we got to the counter I pointed to the stool for him to have a seat.
"Tiramisu" he grinned "Have you been talking to Finn?" I laughed. "...guilty" he chuckled "I love Tiramisu" "So do I" "So Harry can I get you something to drink? I have water, Coke, Sprite" I inquired opening the fridge.
"Sprite would be lovely thanks" Harry responded sitting at the counter stool.
I pulled out 2 cans of Sprite and handed 1 to Harry.
"Would you like a glass?" I asked walking over to the cupboard
"Yes, please" he answered opening his soda.
I pulled 2 out and walked back over to the kitchen island and sat down next to him.
"So in keeping with the Italian theme tonight We will be dinning on Lasagna. Hope you are hungry" I said as I popped the tab on my soda and then pouring it into my glass. "Absolutely Famished" We drank our soda and chatted for a few minutes and then got up to start cooking dinner.
"So tell me something about yourself that I can't find on google" I asked Harry while filling the pot with water.
"I addicted to Pinterest." He answered blushing "Really? What do you pin?" I turned to face him. "Animals, cars, my family....you pin too?" He asked
"Clothes, hair, home design, weddings...and I'm seriously embarrassed considering my present company; but in the interest of full disclosure I'm going to bit the bullet and cop to it so you don't find out later. I pin pictures of you, my favorite royal." I blushed
"Really?" He asked incredulously. You could kind of tell he was thinking can't people see past my pedigree. "Favorite Royal" he asked. Standing as if to getting up to leave. I put the pot down and turned off the sink.
"I only want to be honest with you. I believe in full disclosure. I don't like being broad sided so I don't broad side anyone else." I said walking over to stand before him.
"So you will only ever see me as Prince Harry" he asked looking disappointed.
"To be honest. I have always thought of you as Henry." I answered blushing.
"Henry? I have only ever been called that when I was in trouble or on very formal occasions...what made you think of me as Henry?" He asked sitting back down on the bar stool.
"I think of you as Henry when I see all of your work. I love when you are with children, your military service and your work with the wounded. I love the banter between you and Mrs. Obama." I said
"Michelle is Lovely. She always keeps me on my toes" he said smiling.
"Me too. My Dad is being groomed for a Presidential run. His next election will be for the governors seat of Pennsylvania and then the White House. Michelle wants me to know what to expect."
We sat there talking for another 20 minutes before we got back to cooking Dinner. We quickly prepped the lasagna and put it into the oven and then set the timer.
"So would you like a Tour of casa de Kingsley?" I asked grabbed my iPad and turned off the music. I closed it up and held in my left arm. "Lead the way" he said taking my right arm in his and we began to walk around the flat arm and arm. The tour took a whopping 10 minutes and we ended back in the living room.
We sat down on the couch
"So what is the strangest thing that has ever been written about you?" Harry asked me taking my iPad from me.
"Hang on" I told him placing my thumb on the sensor "here you go"
He clicked onto the the internet and went to google. He typed in my name and pulled up the following article.
Deputy Mayor Frank Kingsley's daughter, Victoria, showed up to school looking like an extra from a Britney Spears Music Video. If I paid 5 figures for my daughter to attend a prestigious high school she will not be showing up as a slut.
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"Ouch" he said "Yes, seems we both are tabloid fodder"
