Chapter 18: All This Time

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Chitchat and gossiping is all that Alissa has been up to this entire week and since she came, mother could be less interested in me. Yes of course I was jealous but I did have two undeniably incredible men at my side. Alissa would try flirt with them, touching them softly with her hands but I knew I could trust them by the way their face's stared horrified at her.

It feels good to know where I stand with both men. They both have told me they have very strong feelings for me and that feels amazing because I reciprocate the feelings back. I'm falling for both of these men and even though it is scary, it's only almost two months into this entire thing.

I have much more time.

"You know, Alissa seems to be quite keen on you. You sure you'd rather be with me than her?" I teased Charlie whilst we sat having tea in his bedroom together.

"Oh yes, i'd rather be with somebody like you than somebody like her. No offence to her but she seems very...arrogant." He pulled a face, making me laugh loudly.

"Oh my goodness. It's very true though. So tell me how you are today." I insisted the prince as he sipped his tea politely. I set down my teacup in the saucer and watched him carefully.

"I am very well and especially much much better now that we're together." His hand came to my waist, pulling me in tight like a rope pulling on something. A smile came about my face, just as we looked at each other.

"I'm glad, and i'm glad that we're together. I've missed you! I have a question though." I changed the subject when a thought popped into my mind.

"Which would be?" Charlie asked me, searching in my eyes for answers.

"You'd bring me to meet your family if we're ready to be that quick right? To England?"

He nodded swiftly, setting his cup down and taking my hand with his now free one. I smiled at his almost immediate answer. "It's great to know you would do that."

"Oh in a heartbeat princess. I'd propose to you right now if it were just us and we were ready. I believe though, we still have some catching up to do." The prince flirted, coming closer where our lips were almost touching. I gasped at the magnificent feeling building up in my stomach.

I pressed my lips against his delicate ones in a rush, kissing him passionate and hardly, meaning every emotion that we exchanged during the kiss.

We pulled back after a few minutes and were breathing heavily. "Jesus, that was quite intense."

"I've got plenty of tricks up my sleeve darling." I winked at him, making Charlie scoff at my try at being sexy. It's hard since I'd never had sex and felt that lust and passion you get when you've been intimate. I wanted to be with him though. So very much.

Charlie got up, releasing me and closing his open doors, locking them behind him. My eyes widened. "W-what are you doing?" I stuttered, watching him turn with a smirk and come sit with me again.

"Giving us some alone time." He spoke with his deep, raspy tone. He leaned forward, making me lean backwards until I was lying down, him on top of me with his hands holding him up above me. We kissed, making out for a bit and he suddenly began unbuttoning my dress. I shivered at the touch of his fingertips.

"Charlie...." I gasped softly before we began our kissing session again.

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"Oh my god...we had sex..." I muttered in awe, staring up at the ceiling as Charlie and I lay together on the bed, naked under the sheets and holding hands.

"We did..." He told me. I breathed out with a sigh, looking sideways at him and him at me.
"We did make love. The question is...was it love? Do you love me?"

I hesitated for a second, thinking. "I do Charlie. I love you so much...." I began to tear up a tad. "I love you..." I seemed surprised at my own words while Charlie smiled at me widely. He seemed happy as ever.

I moved so I lay on his chest, just like the time we spent the night sleeping on the yacht together. It felt peaceful and comforting to be in his arms. He held me tight like he was protecting me.

"I love you too darling."

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