38. In His Arms.

[Liam]
I stood in front of the Mirror adjusting my suit, I looked just like Luke would if he were putting on a suit and I wondered if I was losing part of myself in the process.
I loved Megan, I'd loved her for a long time now and I wanted her with every fiber in my being, so many times when we hung out I wanted to tell her the truth but I just couldn't bring myself to.
Sue had opened up to me in ways I never thought possible and I didn't want to break her heart, I took out my phone and started scrolling through the pictures from our last date and I couldn't help but feel guilty.
She looked so happy and I wondered if she would smile as much with Luke, the real Prince.
The King wanted Luke to get engaged to her in two weeks and I was really freaking out. Luke didn't want to be with her, I knew that much but then he'd never spoken a word against his father before.
Luke had never challenged the King and he'd never outrightly rejected anything proposed to hike by the King.
Three knocks to the door pulled me out of my thoughts and I quickly donned on dark shades.
"Come in." I said in my best impression of Luke.
I was attending an event with Megan in a few hours and I didn't know where Luke had went.
If I were to guess though, I'd say he was with Claire but then my best friend deserved to be happy and I would grant him that even if I was hurt in the process.
"Madam Megan is waiting in the car downstairs." The guard informed me and I nodded.
"Let's go."
I walked briskly, a large hat in hand as Luke liked to keep his identity secret when he was out in public.
"You're highness." Megan giggled as the guard opened the car door and I momentarily forgot all my troubles.
She was dressed in a silk red gown and her hair was dropped in tresses down her shoulders.
"You look absolutely breathtaking." I took her hand in mine and gave her a little kiss.
The car ride started immediately I entered and I pulee Megan closer to me, she smelt nice and she felt so good in my arms, I didn't know how many more days like this I had left so I just held her silently throughout the ride.
She noticed my silence but she didn't comment on it, I'm sure her mother must have filled her head with some b*llsh*t about giving a man space.
I didn't want space, I wanted to be with her.
I wanted to pull her closer to me for a kiss when the car stopped and we were being hounded by paparazzi.
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[Megan]
Something was off with Luke, I could feel it, I always felt it whenever we were going out in public.
Whenever we were away from the media and everyone else, he was really open and sweet but whenever the paparazzi arrived, he would freeze and then be cold through out the whole event.
More than once I wanted to ask him what was wrong but I didn't think it was my place and so I let it go.
He was going to be my husband one day, I figured if he treated me well when we were alone, it didn't really matter how he treated me in public.
I was right, through out the even he barely spoke to me and I just let him be.
"We're leaving." He announced in my ear just before the even was over.
"It's not over, do you think it's a good ideas to leave now?" I asked him.
He didn't respond and he just signaled to the bodyguards and started pulling out of the hall.
As we made our way to the car, a swarm of paparazzi started to follow us and we began to run.
I started to laugh as we began to run, my heels clicking against the floor, I couldn't remember ever running before and I did like this side of Luke.
"Drive us to the beach." He said when we got into the car and I smiled.
He seemed to have recollected that he didn't ask me and so he turned to me with a sullen face.
"Do you have anywhere else to be?" He asked.
"No, of course not." I smiled and placed a small kiss on his lips.
It was the first time I was taking the lead to do that andnso he stared at me with shock in his eyes first before he smiled and kissed me back.
All the other kisses we'd shared before was nothing like this, he sucked my bottom lip into his mouth anf I couldn't help but moan, I felt the flutters in my stomach accompanied by a tingling sensation and warmth spreading through my entire body.
"Was that okay?" He stopped and asked me breathing heavily.
"Yeah, it was nice." I tried to hide my blush bit he saw me and chuckled.
***
The bodyguards packed the carnandew metres from the beach and I took off my heels, Luke held my hands in his as we walked together to the sea edge.
"I love the sea, it calms me for reasons I cannot explain." He told me as we sst down in front of the water, watching it lap unto the sand and push right back into the ocean.
"It's beautiful." I said as I watched the blue moon cast his reflection upon the face of the water.
"Yes, almost as beautiful as you." He turned to me and rubbed my cheeks.
"Will you tell me why you act weird when we're in public." I asked him, crossing my fingers behind my back.
"I feel like an imposter in public." He stood up from the sand, put his hands into his pocket and walked closer to the edge of the water.
I sat there pondering on what he said before I stood up and went to join him.
I did not get why he was feeling like an imposter, he was born into the royal family and from a young child he had been introduced to the media until he became a teenager and decided to hide his face behind huge hats and dark shades.
"Is there any particular reason why you feel like this?" I asked him when I reached him.
He stayed silent and I could almost feel the insecurities oozing from him, I understood him because I sometimes felt like that too, my mother had been the one who singlehandedly caused me to be famous and at times I wondered if I even deserved the luxuries I could now afford.
I wrapped my hands around his waist and rested my head on his back, my heart began to beat faster and it was at this moment I figured out that I'd fallen for Luke, the Prince of Denmark.
"What if I wasn't the Prince?" He turned to me and asked suddenly. "Would you still want to be with me?" He asked.
"At first, I wanted to be with you because my mother wanted it but the more I spent time with you, the more I realized that I was doing it because of me and not because of anyone else." I smiled at him.
"Meg, I love you." He confessed and without waiting for me to respond, he kissed me passionately.
I opened my mouth as he deepened the kiss and I held unto him for dear life because my legs had turned to jelly and I wasn't sure that they would hold me up if I wasn't holding so tightly unto him.
I pressed closer to him and he whispered into my ear.
I jumped and interlaced my legs around his hips and he lowered us down into the sand.
This part of the beach was empty because it was like a private place so I wasn't worried about anyone finding us.
He lay down on the sand with me on top of him and he began to kiss my neck, I moaned as he nipped my neck slightly and I groaned when he grabbed my ass and squeezed tightly.
I felt his erection below me and I began to grind on him.
"Oh, Luke, that feels so good." I said and all of a sudden he froze.
"What's wrong?" I asked him when his hands stopped moving on my body.
"It's late, we have to go back." He carried me up to my feet and he stood up, dusting the sand away from his hair and body.
I thought it was the light feol the moon but then more he duted his hair, the lighter it appeared to my eyes, Luke had really dark hair and unless he dyed his hair, there was no way it would be as light as this.
I was angry at him for stopping our make out session so abruptly but I didn't comment on it and I looked outside the opposite window as we drove back home.