AUthor's NOte: There are some naughty parts in this chapter. So if you don't wanna hear about it then skip this part.

On a positive note, I finished the third part of this story. Only I know for sure how things will end for the Joshua/Mia/Michael triangle. Read this and respond. You may be shocked by some of Mia's actions in this chapter.

The next week we arrived in London and casually caught a cab to the friends' flat he was staying in. "Hey there Fitzy!" he greeted, hugging his friend heartily.

"Hey asshole!" his friend greeted him. "You go down to that bloody country for what, five weeks and you forget all about us?"

"You remember Mia?"

"Oh yeah, the princess," he said shaking my hand. "Drink?"

"Water," I said softly. I was always shy around these people because they had known Joshua for such a long time.

"Is that all you ever have?" he asked with a laugh.

"It's English water though, it's all the rage," I joked back.

"We are crashing here for the week if that's all right," Joshua said dropping our bags on top of the couch.

"No problem. I'm actually about to go out and meet Whit. I'll see you later. Still have your key?"

"Yeah. Later man."

"Bye."

I suddenly had an ache in my stomach. It wasn't nerves of being alone with Joshua for the first time (as a couple at least). It was a longing. I missed Lilly all of a sudden. It must have been seeing how Joshua was able to just drop in here without questioning. I used to just sleep at the Moscovitz's for days on end with no questions. They treated me like a second daughter.

"You okay darling?" Joshua asked, peeking into the fridge.

"Yeah...just thinking about home."

"I know, big change from the palace, huh?"

I giggled, "I know I've lived there for almost four years now, but I was referring to New York."

"Oh. Well...home is where your heart is I suppose, that's the old saying right?" I could tell he was a bit hurt. New York was my past. He was afraid that I was thinking about my past and that I was missing it. He was worried that I was thinking about Michael. The silent competition he held was priceless. Michael didn't even know Joshua existed.

"Yup. You know it," I said wrapping my arms around him from behind. I wanted to make sure he knew that my mind was totally on him. "What do we got in there?"

"Baking soda," he replied. "Hmm, what to do? Shall we order in darling?"

I giggled. He called me darling like most call me princess. "Sure."

"I hope my favorite place is still around. Fitz must have a menu around here..."

I settled myself on the man's couch. A woman had been around here, that was for sure. His posters of the Coors Twins were gone. No more Playboys on the coffee table. "Is he dating someone?"

"Yeah...some girl named Whitney. She's American, like you. Her mum lives here so she moved out for school when she graduated high school. He sounds really happy about this one."

"Great, that's just wonderful news," I said sincerely. He came into the living room with the cordless telephone and a menu.

"Chinese food?"

"Oh yeah. That is something I'm gonna need to get in Genovia when I become the dowager princess."

"Yeah that's true. I never saw one anywhere I went in there."

"Because we don't have any. Grandmere had an argument with someone and...well, it was messy. Egg rolls please."

"Mind if I get some meat?"

"It's Chinese food, you have to. I understand," I said flipping the television on.

He ordered the food and then we cuddled on the couch, watching some movie.

He kissed my forehead. "So this guy I wanted you to meet," he started with a smirk.

"Oh right, where would he be? He sounds like a real catch," I teased, kissing him softly on the lips.

"Kiss me again and I'll let you know..."

We ended up making out on the couch when Fitzy walked in the flat. "Guys, food?" he asked with the delivery guy behind him. I jumped up and re-buttoned my blouse.

"Hey," Joshua said non-chalantly. "How much did we owe you?"

They exchanged money and I ran into the bathroom.

I heard Joshua and Fitzy in the kitchen. For a second they didn't talk. "What's the deal?" Fitzy asked.

"What do you mean?" Joshua asked, going through one of the bags.

"With Mia. With the Princess chick."

"They're the same person?" Joshua asked in a mocking tone. "What about her? What are you talking about a deal?"

"I walk in and you two are making out? I mean, were you planning on making it past that stage...I could just leave-"

"No, it's fine."

"You with her or was this just a hook up?"

He didn't answer right away. "Look, we are trying to keep a low profile. We're together, okay? But you can't tell anyone, got it?"

I am guessing Fitzy nodded because nothing else was said. I came out of the bathroom. "Hey boys, keep your paws off my egg rolls," I said coming up behind Joshua. I wrapped my arms around him as he hand fed me my food.

"So, where is Whitney?" Joshua asked.

"She's at the hospital with her mum. She had surgery of some sort."

"And you are here?" I asked, surprised.

"Yeah. I'm not doing any help there."

I nodded, "Well, I'll let you boys catch up. I'm gonna have a shower if that is all right."

"Just fine. Go right ahead."

That night Fitz went over Whitney's flat and allowed us to use his place. "Just when you are shagging make sure you are gentle with the bed. The headboard is loose already."

I giggled nervously. Were we going to be 'shagging'? Joshua didn't express any emotion when Fitz said this. He squeezed my hand. "We'll see you tomorrow morning for brunch?"

"Noon at Petro's," he replied.

"Bye bye now."

We stood at the door for a few more minutes and then looked at one another. "Did you want to watch that special about the best hotels in the world?" he asked, cutting the silence.

I nodded quickly. It wasn't that I didn't want to sleep with him...it was just this anticipation, ya know? "Look, that is where I want my honeymoon," I said pointing to the television screen.

"The Ice Hotel?" Joshua asked sceptically. "Is it really ice?"

"No," I said with a laugh, "A common misconception. It is made of this clear material. It's a secret how they make it."

"M-Maybe we'll go there someday," he said playing with my hair.

I smiled and then kissed him gingerly. Once we started there was no going back. He held me closer to him and let his hands explore my back, "Maybe," I said softly.

I laid on my back on the couch, he laid on top of me, "This is a rather lumpy couch," he teased.

I smiled, "What are you going to do about it?"

He started undoing my buttons, very slowly, staring up at me for permission. He kissed my stomach once it was exposed. I played with his hair as he attacked my belly with sweet kisses. It tickled so I started laughing softly.

"You think this is funny?" he asked with a mischievous grin.

"Quite," I replied.

He raised his area of kissage to the spot right between my breasts. He was making his way to my face, but he was being so damn slow about it. I wanted to pull him straight up to me, but I knew there was a method to his madness. "Do you think we should move to the bedroom?" I whispered.

Hell, if I was going to be doing this with him I wanted no rude interruptions from Fitz.

His cheeks reddened. "You sure?" he whispered. I nodded in response.

He stood up and then lifted me in his arms "How cavalier of you," I teased. He tried to look all tough but he couldn't keep a straight face. He carried me towards Fitz's room, but banged my head against the door frame.

"Oh shit, are you okay?" he asked, placing me on the bed.

"Uhm...yeah...sure...just gimme a second," I said catching my breath. "I uh...boy that hurt..."

He looked at my head, "Maybe I should take you to the hospital?"

I shook my head, big mistake. "Not nec-I said before I blacked out.

"Hey darling," Joshua cooed from the side of my bed.

"Hey...what happened?"

"The real story, or the one I told everyone else?" he asked with a smile.

"Both?"

"I was carrying you to the bedroom to ravish in your beauty but I idiotically hit your head off of the door frame."

I laughed. That wasn't something I would imagine Joshua doing. I always pictured him as an expert in sexual seduction. He wouldn't make stupid mistakes like that. "And the fake story you told everyone?"

"We were having a pillow fight and I hit you too roughly with a pillow and knocked your head into the door frame.

"I see. Creative, but realistic. Good job. Grandmere isn't here, is she?"

He shook his head, "No, I handled this one on my own."

"Good. Because then she'd want to stay and meet my match you are giving me."

He smiled, "Little does she know that she has already met that match."

"When am I getting out of here?"

"They are keeping you until they finish looking at the scans. The only ID you had on your was an old one from New York. You are here under the name Amelia Thermopolis."

I smiled. I had my old identity.

"Thought you might like that."

"This won't be ruining our vacation, will it?"

"Lord no, darling girl. I have the rest of the week booked for you."

"Oh?"

"Yes."

"What will I be doing, darling boy?"

"Well, for starters, tomorrow morning you are going to sleep late with me. Then we are going to have brunch with some old friends. Then we are going to go to the park for the afternoon. My old friend Chelsea is having a party."

"Miss Thermopolis?" a doctor asked, coming into the room.

"Yes?"

"Good, you are up. We can get you out of here. All the scans came back normal. Nothing is wrong. Were you excited or something when this happened? Do you remember?'

I squeezed Joshua's hand, "We were having a pillow fight so I suppose..."

"It's normal then to black out. No need for worry. If we could have this paper work filled out.." he started as he handed Joshua the papers, "We can get this little lady out of here."

"Why are you handing this to me?" Joshua asked, confused, "Am I supposed to..."

"I just assumed you were her husband. My apologies. Miss Thermopolis."

I signed off and he left. "Hospital gowns...so sexy huh?"

"You could be wearing a brown bag and be sexy," he argued. He handed me my skirt and blouse.

"Speaking of that..." I started, "Sorry we couldn't..."

He waved my worries away, "Don't worry darling. It'll happen when it happens. It's not the reason I'm here. Besides, it's a really big deal for you isn't it?"

I slid my skirt on, "Huh?"

"Because it'll be your first time, right?"

Thank goodness my back was to him, "Uh huh," I lied. Nostrils out in full attendance. "But um...it should be special for you, ya know, with me..."

"So I want to make sure it's special...not just in some friend's bed." He came up in front of me and crouched down. "I want you to have a good memory for it."

I smiled and put on my blouse. "If it's with you I am sure it'll be the perfect memory."

"Here are some Jackie O. glasses. Wouldn't want anyone to see who you are, would we?"

I shook my head, "Right."

I went straight to sleep, but he stayed up, playing video games with Fitzy. I guess he and Whitney got into an arguement so he came home. When I woke up the next day the two of them were passed out on the living room floor. I found some pancake mix and started cooking. We had already missed brunch with their other friends. They woke up just as I finished cleaning up. "Hey boys," I said. Joshua kissed my cheek.

"Morning darling. Oh, you have a mark on your head. I'm sorry baby..." he said cringing.

I kissed him back, "It's okay. It was a mistake. Next time we have a pillow fight we'll have to be more gentle."

"Party, tonight at Chelsea's," Fitz announced, closing his cell phone cover. "You two wanna go?"

I looked at Joshua for an answer. "Yeah, it'll be fun. It'd be great to see everyone again."

That night I wore a short skirt and a tank top. Joshua was pretty surprised. "What the hell are you wearing?" he asked with wide eyes.

"You don't like it?" I asked nervously. I mean, sure I hadn't work things like this before but I figured he wouldn't mind.

"No, no, I do. Honestly. It's just...I don't want everyone else looking at my girlfriend's legs."

"Are you going to start acting like you own me?" I asked.

He shrugged, "No, but it's hard seeing other guys oogling you."

"But you will be the only one I'll be oogling," I countered, wrapping my arms around him.

He kissed me softly, "Well, fine. But I hold the right to punch out any other guy that tries touching you."

I laughed, "Deal."

I sipped at a beer for awhile at the party while Joshua caught up with some old college friends. "Want another?" a girl asked me, putting a bottle in front of me. I put my empty bottle down.

"Thanks!" I yelled over the music.

"You American?" she asked.

I nodded, "Yeah, New York."

Her eyes widened, "Finally, someone to help me gang up on all these Yanks!" she said laughing. "I'm from Miami."

"Mia," I said putting my hand out.

"Whitney...you here with Joshua?"

I nodded and smiled. "If I had met him before Seamus....damn, that boy is HOT. And soo nice."

I nodded, "I know...I know," I said looking across the room. He was waving his arms around wildly. He must have been telling a good story because everyone was laughing. I didn't feel jealous of her telling me he was hot because I already knew he was hot.

"How'd you two meet?" she asked.

"A few years back on a missionary trip-"I cut myself short. I saw someone coming into the room. Katelyn Winters. "I'll be right back-"

"Honey wait...this'll be too interesting. And Joshua hates jealous girls."

"How do you know?" I asked.

"She's been calling Seamus for months about Joshua. She used to always come by the pub looking for him. The few times he's been around he's totally blown her off. We'll go closer so we can hear," she said pulling me toward them.

We settled on the couch with our backs to Joshua and his friends.

"Hey Joshua," Katelyn cooed.

"Oh, hey Kate. What are you doing around here?"

"I'm doing some work in England silly. Are you back finally?"

"For a spell. I brought...Mia. She's somewhere around here. She was over there but I don't know where she is now."

"Oh, isn't that cute. I think it's so adorable that you are still hanging out with her."

"Yeah, real cute. Excuse me," he said walking away.

"He's getting another drink, go follow him," Whitney said pushing me toward the kitchen.

"Hey handsome," I said wrapping my arms around him.

"Gorgeous," he said, not looking back. "Where were you? I wanted to show you off to-"

"Kate?"

"You saw her?"

"Yeah."

"Nothing is going on," he promised.

"I know hon. It's okay."

"Beer?"

"I have one," I said pointing to the drink on the counter.

"Chel is taking out her karaoke machine," he said with a gleam in his eye.

"Gee, that's going to be a great combination," I said with a laugh.

"What do you mean?"

"Drunk Englishman and a karaoke machine."

"I'll be sure to sing one special for you."

"You better," I said kissing him.

He put his hands on the small of my back and kept kissing me. I really hated the taste of the beer he was drinking, but I really didn't care too much because I was kissing him. I loved kissing him, he knew just when to take over, and when to let me be the aggressor. He put his bottle on the counter and then tossed me up there as well (so I was sitting on the counter). I wrapped my legs around him, pulling him as close as possible.

"You taste good," he groaned.

I started kissing his neck. "You don't taste all that bad yourself..."

He put his hands on the sides of my thighs and started going up the skirt. I didn't question it; it just felt too right to say anything. "Joshua," I said softly into his ear.

He focused his mouth on my collarbone. "I- I wanna," he started as the kitchen door opened. He pulled away and faced the opposite direction. I jumped off the counter and pulled my skirt down. How had he gotten it up so high without my noticing?

"Joshua, we have a Billy Joel song out there that is BEGGING to be sung. You are the Billy Joel man," Fitzy explained. He looked at my red neck and at Joshua who refused to turn around. "Did I interrupt something again?"

"No, not at all. I was just checking out this table cloth," Joshua replied, tapping the kitchen table.

"Riiiight. So you gonna sing?"

"I'll be there in a second," Joshua replied.

"Piano Man," Fitzy replied.

"I SAID, gimme a second."

"No problem man," Fitzy said looking at me, giving me a wink.

After he left Joshua turned around, grabbed his beer. Then he drank it down in less than a minute. I had never seen someone drink so quickly. Afterwards he took my hand and took me back with everyone else. "Stay with Whit, okay?"

I nodded. I kind of had a perverse pleasure that I had this effect on him. I watched as he stood on top of a table with one of his friends. The opening notes of the song came on.

"He's a terrible singer, but he can sing any Billy Joel song by heart," Whitney explained. "He is our resident singer here. None of us can sing but it's still really funny hearing people try. It'll be really great when he's even more trashed."

I laughed and took a sip from her bottle. She was drinking some American beer, which isn't nearly as good as European. It was pretty funny to watch his attempts at singing. At some points he lost his place and made up his own lyrics. I helped him off the table after he finished up. "I need another drink," he mumbled.

"You sure?" I asked.

He nodded.

"We're doing shots over here," Fitzy called over.

"Want in?" he asked me, pulling me over before I could respond.

I watched as he did five shots of hard liquor. He was completely gone now. How do I know that? Well, him and four of his closest friends stood up on a long table and did N SYNC's "Bye Bye Bye".

I saw Kate watching him up close to the table. Her and some other girl were whispering to one another. He finished his song and stumbled over to me, "Think we should go?"

I nodded, "Yeah, good idea."

"Joshua, make sure you call me," Kate said, stuffing her number in his pocket. He found this hilarious.

"No I won't," he replied, throwing it back in her face.

"Huh?"

"I'm with Mia," he replied. To prove it he kissed me.

She glared at me, "I see. Have you noticed how small his pecker is?" she asked me.

I smiled, "Must not be too small if you are still chasing after it for the past five years."

She smirked, "You'll get it, Princess," she said sharply. "Just you wait."

We stumbled back into Fitzy's apartment at two in the morning. Fitz was staying with Whitney for the night. We started making out a little bit in the bedroom. He lifted my tank top off me and smirked, "I like this," he said with a laugh.

I giggled. There had been a time when I never thought I'd be comfortable being like this with a guy. Now I couldn't imagine not being comfortable with him. "I'm glad to hear that."

He knelt up and slid my skirt off of me. He smiled as he looked at me, and then kissed me hungrily. "Mia..." he groaned.

I undid his pants hastily as he kissed my neck. "Joshua..." I moaned. "You have protection?"

"Aw holy fuck!" he groaned pulling back. "And I don't suppose you are on the pill?"

I shook my head, full of regret.

"I meant to...today. Really," he promised.

I kissed his cheek. "I know...it's okay darling."

He closed his eyes. "This really blows," he groaned.

I bit my lip. "Joshua?" I asked, making my fingers dance across his chest.

He looked over at me, "What?"

"We...we could still fool around a little," I said in my sweetest voice.

He let out a small laugh, "And what are you proposing, sweet Princess?"

I kissed his lips softly, "I'll show you..."