AN: Hello everyone, I just wanted to say a big thank you for all the kind words I've received so far regarding this fic. You make me smile. Also… Feel free to request a way to say 'I love you' and I'll do my best to write something for you and include it here, for example a friend of mine suggested I do one based on "You inspire me" which I really liked so now I just have to decide whether or not to have Jasper say it or Eleanor, thoughts? Lol. Anyway, I hope you enjoy this one! :)

"Well, what do you want to do?"

She doesn't know how he did it, she didn't ask, she was just glad. Eleanor needed to get out, out of the palace, she needed to be somewhere, anywhere, other than there and Jasper, well, he understood. "It's not what you'll be used to," He told her sheepishly, once they'd arrived at his flat. He sounded somewhat embarrassed but she didn't care, about all that stuff, he had nothing to be ashamed about.

"Not a decorating kind of man, Jasper from Las Vegas?" Eleanor joked.

Jasper smiled. "Never had to be," He replied. "I might do something on my next day off though."

That had made Eleanor smile. This had to be good, he had to be planning on sticking around then. "Yes," Eleanor said. "You probably should, Bodyguard."

"I'll get right on that, your highness."

"Thank you," Eleanor said. "For getting me out of it. I'll see to it that you don't get any shit for this."

Jasper grinned. "Why thank you, Princess."

Being in Jasper's flat was strange for Eleanor, to say the least. She cannot remember ever being somewhere like this and feeling so content, deep down she knew that had nothing to do with the location but the person right in front of her. Eleanor wanted to trust him, she really did, especially now, after everything they've been through but she's scared. She's scared that if she gives him her trust that somehow, someway, she'll end up hurt.

Jasper seemed to pick up on the somewhat serious vibe coming from Eleanor and so he spoke. "Everything okay?" He asked.

Eleanor plastered a smile on her face, not that it took much forcing, merely looking at Jasper seemed to be reason enough these days for her to smile. "I'm fine," She answered. "I'm just, I, um, I'm just enjoying the quiet. It's… It's different."

Jasper nodded in understanding. "I get that."

"You do?" She asked in surprise.

He had taken a seat and so she did the same, right beside him on his plain small sofa. "Yeah," He told her. "Sometimes, I just, I need a break from the noise."

She looked at him then, right at him, and she felt as if she was truly seeing him. Jasper Frost, human being, and not Jasper from Vegas/Shoreditch/Wherever. He looked at her and saw something similar and it both excited and terrified him all at once.

"I don't want to return to the Palace tonight, Jasper." Eleanor informed him.

Jasper didn't look at all surprised and to be honest, he was relieved. It was nice to be here, with her. Very nice indeed. "Oh really?"

Eleanor smiled shyly, the uncharacteristic act did take Jasper by surprise but pleasantly so. Seeing Eleanor not oozing confidence was fascinating, it fascinated him that he had some sort of effect on the girl he's been fucking, and is now without a doubt in love with. "Will that be a problem, bodyguard?"

Jasper laughed, he actually smirked and laughed. "Not at all, your highness."

He had moved slightly closer to Eleanor and she hadn't moved away, he took that as a good sign. If Eleanor wanted space, from him, she would have been very vocal about it, Jasper was confident about that. "Eleanor," Jasper said quietly, the expression on his face much more serious than any Eleanor's used to.

Eleanor felt like a schoolgirl with her first crush whenever he said her name, she could listen to him speak her name all day and never tire of it. This fact concerned her yet intrigued her too. "Yes Jasper?" She asked, smirking as she put extra emphasis on his name. She recognized the look in his eyes, she could see the lust as clear as day but there was something else too but she didn't want to acknowledge that, not yet, it was too soon for her, she wasn't ready to acknowledge anything more than lust, regardless of her own feelings for the bodyguard.

He couldn't get enough of her and it had been far too long, three days, since the last time he'd gotten her into bed and he was, unashamedly, very sexually frustrated. "I've missed you," He told her, his voice rather husky. "And I think you missed me too."

She could have flat out denied it right there and then but she knew Jasper, she knew that he would see past the bullshit, he always has done. "Well," Eleanor said. "What do you want to do, Jasper from Las Vegas? Do you want to take advantage of me?"

Jasper was rather excited by the suggestive tone Eleanor used, she was challenging him and he was most definitely up to the task. It took merely seconds to pick her up, allow her to wrap her legs around his waist and lead her to his hardly ever used bed, all without breaking their kiss for even a fraction of second. Then he got to take advantage of his Princess. Several times. When he woke up with her in bed the next morning he couldn't stop himself from smiling, he smiled so hard it actually began to hurt. 'I'm so whipped,' Jasper mumbled. Little did he know that Eleanor was awake and she had heard him, but she didn't say a word.