38. Drunken Facetime.

[Luke]
I was enraged when I found out that the detective hadn't even tried to find Claire's mother, he had just been scamming money off her and her father.
I let him go after giving my bodyguard a few nods and I got to work. I knew that I'd have to tell Claire about the detective but I wanted to tell her the bad news when I had good news to follow through with so I just kept silent.
On my way home, Liam and I were nearly found out because I forgot to contact him when I was on my way to the palace.
I knew that I had an even he would have to attend with Megan but I figured he would have gotten home a while ago and then I just decided to head straight home, I had the exact same suit he war in the car so I figured I could just walk out of the car with a blazer in hand but things would have gone south pretty quickly had my car not run out of fuel and my bodyguard decide to fill the tank at a nearby gas station.
Normally all the palace cars are always filled with gas somehow, it is not really something a Prince concerns himself with so I guess the situation was just heaven-sent, someone must have forgotten to fill the car with gas.
As I waited in the car, my driver got down to fill the car up with gas, I spotted a black car speeding down the road and I just turned instinctively to it, I shook my head when I saw the license plate and I immediately gave Liam a call.
"Liam, you did not inform me that you were still out with Megan, I was already on my way home." I barked into the phone as silently as I could.
"I'm sorry." He sounded really sad and tired.
"Wait for me in my room, I'll be right up," I told him when I heard the tone of his voice.
I did not know what had happened but I knew that my friend was having a hard time and I had to be there for him.
I found a way to distract my driver for a while so we stayed at the gas station a longer while, when we pulled up into the palace, Megan was already gone and none of the palace guards cared that they'd already seen me twice this night already.
I made sure to avoid Sir Thomas on the way up because he was the only one who could figure us out, thankfully I did not meet him on the way up and I snuck into my room immediately.
The sight I met nearly broke me down, my best friend was sitting on the edge of the bed, his hand in his hair and he was sniffing.
Never once did I ever think how much I might be hurting the innocent people around me until today.
"You're back." He sobered up immediately when he saw me and dabbed his eyes dry.
"What's up?" I asked him and he sighed.
"I told her I loved her." He said and I gasped.
I mean I always knew that but I never thought he'd admit that to me not to talk less of Megan herself.
I think I loved Claire but I wasn't sure I was ready to tell her that just yet.
"And did she say it back?" I asked him cautiously.
"No." He said and I sighed internally. "Well, she said she liked me but I don't know… seems like it's Luke she likes."
Well, I'm not sure she likes me, I never gave her any reason to.
"What do you want us to do now?"
"I don't know, I was this close to telling her the truth today." He said.
"The truth, that's really heavy, I am not worried about you and Megan and I'm not worried about what the King thinks but Claire, if she ever finds out, she'll hate me and I don't want that."
"So what do you propose we do?"
"I don't champ, I think we've fought the good fight." I sighed, dropping to the floor beside my bed.
"Want some vodka?" He asked and I laughed.
"Sure."
If there was one part of Denmark I had missed, it was getting drunk with my best friend.
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[Claire]
"I'm all done with my work for today sir." I smiled as I dropped the files on my boss's desk.
I felt great because I was done with all my work, I could call you Sophie and Michele, we could hang or maybe I could call up Luke, I didn't know which.
Lately, I found myself thinking about my first time and I'd already decided that I wanted it to be with Luke. I loved him and I wanted to tell him that but Sophie advised that I wait for him to say it first so I hadn't said anything.
I read lots of articles about pleasuring a man and I'd studied a lot of sexual magazines but none of them helped to ease my nervousness, I was still nervous nonetheless and I also couldn't stop thinking about it.
"It will happen when it happens." Michele had said and since he was kind of the expert on men between the three of us, I decided to go with his theory.
"Clara, are you even listening to me?" A loud bang on the table jolted me out of my thoughts.
"I'm so sorry, sir, you were saying?" I asked flustered.
"Yes, now that I have your full attention, I asked if you could work on these files and submit them to my house this evening. They're really important and I have a meeting with a Client first thing tomorrow morning." He said.
My face dropped immediately and I tried to hide my frown.
"Yes sir, I'll get it done," I said and left the office, I thought I heard him mention something about wearing a nice dress or something but I was out of his office so fast I didn't catch another word he said.
"Are you ready to admit that you're the boss's slut?" Peggy attacked me outside the office.
"Peggy, my goodness," I shouted relieved, she had startled me so bad I nearly had a heart attack. "You startled me." I frowned at her.
"Well if you weren't doing anything wrong then you wouldn't be feeling so guilty would you." She said and I looked at her like she was crazy.
"What are you talking about, that crazy man in there just gave me a workload to do and asked me to drop it at his house before midnight, do I look happy with that?" I whisper yelled at her.
"Fine, if you're not so happy then give me the files." She stretched her hand forward and started dragging it with me.
"You know what, have fun, just make sure to submit them before midnight." I thrust the files in her hands and walked away.
My head hurt after the confrontation and I really needed a bottle of wine.
On the taxi ride back home I logged onto our Whatsapp group and I asked if they were free to hang out tonight, unfortunately, they were both out of the city on some job and they couldn't come over.
I felt like a wet puppy when I reached my front porch, I opened the door and walked in dragging my tired self inside.
The first thing I did was reheat some leftover food in the microwave because I didn't want to drink wine on an empty stomach.
A couple of wine glasses later I was face timing with Luke and laughing and spilling out my guts.
This is why I never drink, I'd never been able to handle alcohol because I wasn't really allowed to drink much of it so I was never able to work up my alcohol tolerance level.
"You're a virgin aren't you." He slurred.
I guess he was drunk too or I was too drunk to hear properly but that question sobered me up instantly and my eyes opened wide.
What exactly were we talking about before now?
"Yes," I answered shyly because the alcohol soon started to work right away again.
"That's great, I always imagined being the one to spoil you." He said and I snorted.
"She snorted." Another Luke came into the frame and laughed.
"There's two of you." I laughed heartily holding up my half-finished bottle of wine.
"Go away." He said lazily and the other Luke disappeared from the frame.
"Oh, you didn't tell me you were a magician daddy." I slurred and tried not to snort again, I pulled down the front of my shirt to expose my titties a bit and I smiled when his eyes darkened.
"Oh, I wished I were there with you." He said.
"Oh yeah, and what would you do if you were here."
"Girl, there's a number of things daddy will like to do to you." He licked his lips and bit his bottom lip sensually. "First take off your shirt."