Secret

Charlie?

*A Few Days Later*

"We need to stop working so late," I sigh as I shove some papers to the side of my desk. "Are we going to make it?"

"There's still plenty of time," Eggsy stands up from his office chair. "Don't worry, I would never make you late for anything."

"I always worry," I stand up, walking over to the door of our office. "You should just expect that already."

"Well, I might as well try to get you to stop," Eggsy is by my side in seconds, pressing a kiss to my cheek. "One day, maybe you won't worry. Thought, I'm sure that may never happen."

I giggle, "When every day isn't promised, I'll always be worrying about something. If we ever walk away from this job, then I might stop worrying."

"I think I want to have this job forever," Eggsy pushes the door open and we step out into the hallway.

"Yeah, I think this is my job for life," I smile as we head to the exit of the building.

It's a beautiful night out, with summer just around the corner. The stars fill the sky on this cloudless night. Our car with a holographic driver is parked at the curb, ready to take us home. One of the biggest benefits to being in Kingsman is that they have cars that can drive themselves, so I never have to worry about talking to someone other than Eggsy.

"Why hello, Eggy," a male voice I have never heard before stops Eggsy from opening the car door for me.

Eggsy and I instantly look over at the owner of the voice.

"Charlie?" Eggsy grabs my hand, squeezing it to bring comfort to us both.

The man before us who is apparently named Charlie has a metal arm, as well as something on his neck that might be helping him talk.

"Ah, I see you have a girlfriend now," Charlie smirks as he looks at our clasped hands. "Never thought that would happen." His accent is thick, but after all this time in Britain I have no trouble understand what he is saying.

"Whatever you want, Charlie, can we leave my girlfriend out of it?" Eggsy asks, letting go of my hand.

"My issue is with you, so we can leave the lovely lady out of this," Charlie motions to the Kingsman tailor shop. "You just go back inside, wait a few minutes, and then head home."

"Eggsy," I whine, looking up at my boyfriend.

"You heard him, Prim," Eggsy looks down at me. "Worry all you need, but I'll see you at home. I promise."

"You better make it home," I whisper. "I love you more than anything."

"I love you too," he presses his lips to mine for a few seconds.

"Aw, isn't that just the sweetest thing," Charlie mocks.

Eggsy and I glare over at the man.

"It was nice meeting you, Charlie," I deadpan. "Hopefully it never happens again."

Charlie scowls while Eggsy lets out a chuckle.

"Run along now, love," Charlie puts stress on the last word. "Before I change my mind and get you involved."

"I'm going," I roll my eyes. "Don't go too crazy boys." I turn on my heel, walking back into the Kingsman tailor shop.