It really couldn't have been more than a minute or two since Jessica dragged Laurent over to Elizabeth, but to her it felt like an hour or two. So many emotions flew through her;just by seeing him up close and personal. What would happen if he leaned down and kissed her. Would she resist or would it be like that magical moment when he surprised her with a picnic by the Med Sea and gave her that bone melting.
Neither Elizabeth or Laurent noticed that that they were getting closer and closer, Until George Hatter interupted the moment. "Save the romance until i after/i the signing.
Elizabeth pulled back and looked anywhere but at Laurent and his incredible blue eyes. "Ok, George." Elizabeth said quickly. She looked up and his eyes reflected some emotion she couldn't quite understand. He pulled away and stood up as George lumbered over to them.
"George, I would like you to meet--" Elizabeth began.
"Laurent." Laurent broke in, straightening up, looking very offical. "Laurent de Sainte-Marie."
"Oh.. I'm sorry Your Grace, Jessica Wakefield really needs to learn her place. She doesn't realize that Europe is different than America where everybody is the same. She doesn't reconize the boundries of royalty and the common man..."
'Should I...' Elizabeth mulled over the thought. 'I should.... after all he is my ex.'
"George." She broke in. "I think those people want to see me." She motioned to the line of curious onlookers watching the groveling in interest.
"It would be a good idea for us to move.... George." Laurent said backing away from the line off to the side.
"Yes... Yes of course Your Highness."
Elizabeth looked over at Laurent and rolled her eyes at George's blabber. She could see that he was trying to keep a straight face. 'At least he hasn't let the royalty thing go to his head.' Elizabeth shook her head and concentrated on the people infront of her.
*Later That Day*
"Where did you meet the Prince?" George's voice snaked its way into her thoughts.
"He's my exboyfriend." Elizabeth said that simply. Oh, but it wasn't that simple, not at all. The only reason she kept herself from doing something drastitic earler was because of the people there and that she didn't want to "lose it" infront of George and jump on Laurent.
"You you're EX BOYFRIEND?!!!!" George sputtered in complete and utter shock. He sat down at the chair Elizabeth had been using.
From the way he said EX BOYFRIEND, Elizabeth thought a little explanation was in order.
"George, it was eight years ago when Jessica and I spent the summer at their chateau for the summer as au pairs for the family. I met Laurent and basically fell in love with him after he saved me from a severe thunderstorm."
"Elizabeth is there anything else you need to tell me? It's important that I know what happened between you two."
"Well... remember when that big scandel about Laurent breaking his engagement with the Countess's daughter because he proposed to another? Well that was me, but I turned him down. So I could go back to Sweet Valley."
"Is that it?"
"Pretty much." Elizabeth packed the rest of her stuff that she brought with her into the backpack. "Look I didn't get enough sleep last night so I'm going back to the hotel to be by myself." She turned her back to him and made her way out the store. She sighed and rubbed the back of her neck. Pulled her ponytail tighter and felt a fat drop of water hit her left wrist. Then another hit her forehead another and another until the was perfect sky that was earlier was now pelting her with rain.
"This is ijust/i too great. Here I am without an umbrella and I'm 7 city blocks from the hotel." Elizabeth groaned out loud and pushed her wet bangs out of her eyes. Just as she was turning to go back into the store when the rain stopped pelting her. But the rain was still falling, just not on her. She turned to face the person who was holding the umbrella and came face to face again with Laurent.
"Thank you." She said quietly
"I've been waiting for you since earlier. We have unfinished business." Laurent motioned to the limo that was pulling next to them on the road. "will you come back to my suite with me?"
Elizabeth looked back into Books On The Wall and saw that George was occupied, talking to a woman half his age. He wouldn't need her and besides she had firmly told him that she wanted to be on her own.
"Sure."
An hour later Elizabeth was wrapped in the complmentory robe that hotels give you. She ran a comb through the wet mass of hair, result of the shower that she had taken just a few minutes ago. She was sitting in front of the fireplace in the main room of Laurent's private suite. After she had agreed to go back to the hotel, they had gotton into the limo and took the 15 minute ride back to the Four Seasons where the two princes where staying for their visit. When they had gotten to the hotel, they had to go around the back way to get in because of the press, that took another 15 minutes. After they get in, they meet Prince Nicolas coming out of the back lift with his adviser. He greeted Elizabeth with a kiss on both cheeks and spoke to Laurent for a few moments. When they finally get to his suite he offers Elizabeth the robe and a hot shower.
"About what happened..." Laurent began.
"You don't have to explain I know Jessica can be out there sometimes. I'm sorry if being dragged through a bookstore was humlitating, to say the least."
"Not about that, what happened to us all those years ago."
"Oh...that." Elizabeth already knew that was what he wanted to talk about, but she wanted to stall the invitable, because she knew what he wanted to ask and now she wasn't so sure...
"Yes, Elizabeth ithat/i" Laurent came over and sat down next to her infront of the fire.
Elizabeth stared hard into the orange/yellow/red flames of the fire. When she saw him walking with Jessica she knew that this was coming up. "There's nothing that can be said that hasn't already been said." She said quietly not looking away from the jumping flames.
"Actually there is a lot to be said. First of all, we are not teenagers anymore we arel adults and we both knew that we were going to face each other sometime."
"I knew that we were, I never denied that. Even still this isn't the time or the place to discuss this, I'm in the middle of my book tour, my life is very messed up as it is, Jessica has been acting strange these past few days. I have been living out of suit cases and hotel rooms-"
The chattering in the hotel room became non existant because Laurent had quieted her mouth... with his.
Neither Elizabeth or Laurent noticed that that they were getting closer and closer, Until George Hatter interupted the moment. "Save the romance until i after/i the signing.
Elizabeth pulled back and looked anywhere but at Laurent and his incredible blue eyes. "Ok, George." Elizabeth said quickly. She looked up and his eyes reflected some emotion she couldn't quite understand. He pulled away and stood up as George lumbered over to them.
"George, I would like you to meet--" Elizabeth began.
"Laurent." Laurent broke in, straightening up, looking very offical. "Laurent de Sainte-Marie."
"Oh.. I'm sorry Your Grace, Jessica Wakefield really needs to learn her place. She doesn't realize that Europe is different than America where everybody is the same. She doesn't reconize the boundries of royalty and the common man..."
'Should I...' Elizabeth mulled over the thought. 'I should.... after all he is my ex.'
"George." She broke in. "I think those people want to see me." She motioned to the line of curious onlookers watching the groveling in interest.
"It would be a good idea for us to move.... George." Laurent said backing away from the line off to the side.
"Yes... Yes of course Your Highness."
Elizabeth looked over at Laurent and rolled her eyes at George's blabber. She could see that he was trying to keep a straight face. 'At least he hasn't let the royalty thing go to his head.' Elizabeth shook her head and concentrated on the people infront of her.
*Later That Day*
"Where did you meet the Prince?" George's voice snaked its way into her thoughts.
"He's my exboyfriend." Elizabeth said that simply. Oh, but it wasn't that simple, not at all. The only reason she kept herself from doing something drastitic earler was because of the people there and that she didn't want to "lose it" infront of George and jump on Laurent.
"You you're EX BOYFRIEND?!!!!" George sputtered in complete and utter shock. He sat down at the chair Elizabeth had been using.
From the way he said EX BOYFRIEND, Elizabeth thought a little explanation was in order.
"George, it was eight years ago when Jessica and I spent the summer at their chateau for the summer as au pairs for the family. I met Laurent and basically fell in love with him after he saved me from a severe thunderstorm."
"Elizabeth is there anything else you need to tell me? It's important that I know what happened between you two."
"Well... remember when that big scandel about Laurent breaking his engagement with the Countess's daughter because he proposed to another? Well that was me, but I turned him down. So I could go back to Sweet Valley."
"Is that it?"
"Pretty much." Elizabeth packed the rest of her stuff that she brought with her into the backpack. "Look I didn't get enough sleep last night so I'm going back to the hotel to be by myself." She turned her back to him and made her way out the store. She sighed and rubbed the back of her neck. Pulled her ponytail tighter and felt a fat drop of water hit her left wrist. Then another hit her forehead another and another until the was perfect sky that was earlier was now pelting her with rain.
"This is ijust/i too great. Here I am without an umbrella and I'm 7 city blocks from the hotel." Elizabeth groaned out loud and pushed her wet bangs out of her eyes. Just as she was turning to go back into the store when the rain stopped pelting her. But the rain was still falling, just not on her. She turned to face the person who was holding the umbrella and came face to face again with Laurent.
"Thank you." She said quietly
"I've been waiting for you since earlier. We have unfinished business." Laurent motioned to the limo that was pulling next to them on the road. "will you come back to my suite with me?"
Elizabeth looked back into Books On The Wall and saw that George was occupied, talking to a woman half his age. He wouldn't need her and besides she had firmly told him that she wanted to be on her own.
"Sure."
An hour later Elizabeth was wrapped in the complmentory robe that hotels give you. She ran a comb through the wet mass of hair, result of the shower that she had taken just a few minutes ago. She was sitting in front of the fireplace in the main room of Laurent's private suite. After she had agreed to go back to the hotel, they had gotton into the limo and took the 15 minute ride back to the Four Seasons where the two princes where staying for their visit. When they had gotten to the hotel, they had to go around the back way to get in because of the press, that took another 15 minutes. After they get in, they meet Prince Nicolas coming out of the back lift with his adviser. He greeted Elizabeth with a kiss on both cheeks and spoke to Laurent for a few moments. When they finally get to his suite he offers Elizabeth the robe and a hot shower.
"About what happened..." Laurent began.
"You don't have to explain I know Jessica can be out there sometimes. I'm sorry if being dragged through a bookstore was humlitating, to say the least."
"Not about that, what happened to us all those years ago."
"Oh...that." Elizabeth already knew that was what he wanted to talk about, but she wanted to stall the invitable, because she knew what he wanted to ask and now she wasn't so sure...
"Yes, Elizabeth ithat/i" Laurent came over and sat down next to her infront of the fire.
Elizabeth stared hard into the orange/yellow/red flames of the fire. When she saw him walking with Jessica she knew that this was coming up. "There's nothing that can be said that hasn't already been said." She said quietly not looking away from the jumping flames.
"Actually there is a lot to be said. First of all, we are not teenagers anymore we arel adults and we both knew that we were going to face each other sometime."
"I knew that we were, I never denied that. Even still this isn't the time or the place to discuss this, I'm in the middle of my book tour, my life is very messed up as it is, Jessica has been acting strange these past few days. I have been living out of suit cases and hotel rooms-"
The chattering in the hotel room became non existant because Laurent had quieted her mouth... with his.
