Chapter 68

He laughs, one authentic laugh that fills the room. How I've missed the sound of his laughs. I swear it's the sexiest thing he could ever do... along with many other things. Suddenly a light kiss is placed upon my cheek, a smile still present upon his lips as I grab my clothing for the day. "Now, excuse me as I steal your warm water and get ready for the drive," I inform, walking past the King and into the bathroom, locking the door. In fifteen minutes I'm drying my hair in a towel and sliding on a light pair of jeans and thin, red shirt. "When are we heading out exactly?" I ask as I get out of the bathroom, not shocked to see the King clad in a gray Italian suit. Leaning against the doorway, I cross my arms, watching as he fixes the navy tie. "At four. We should be there by seven then by car." As the King turns around, I walk forward, taking his hands in mine. The second he catches sight of the engagement ring upon my finger, a smile