William stayed and helped me pack an overnight bag. I had to push him away from my dresser and snatch the panties away that he was giggling over a few times but other than that, I packed quickly and we were currently in William's car, driving through London to his flat.
"So," I say, turning in my seat to face the handsome prince as he drove, "what type of place is it? A penthouse? A condo? Something modern and fancy?" I joke.
William shakes his head, looking over at me before facing the road again. "It's nothing fancy. Just something for me." He says, "It's something that I bought with my own money, something that my mother knows about but won't mess with it have her lappys over to bother me with more Royal matters."
I nod and then take the hand that he had on my knee and lace our finge
