Author's Note: Oh. Dear.God. If you know me, you know why I am saying this. I….I am literally without words.

And Big Papi, this is for you. Yes, you my big idiot.

"So, that is the famous Michael," Lucie said as she sipped away at her cosmopolitan.

"Yes." She's such a liar. She knows him. "Remember, no smoking," I reminded her. I had gotten that bill passed in Parliament. No smoking in public places.

"He's adorable," she replied, stomping it out. "Not exactly what I pictured but still cute."

I shook my head, "I know. He shaved his head this past spring to get my little brother out of his stupid bald man phobia."

"How's the sex?" she asked.

She'd always been really blunt. But she also knew I never slept with Joshua. How would she know I was sleeping with Michael? "How would I know?"

"Because I know you slept with him back in the day. And sharing a room? What would Josh-"

"Look, I'm starting a new life. I don't want to think about how Joshua would feel about this. I don't want to think about how Grandmere would be thinking. I am doing this for myself and for Michael. I love him."

"Why are you acting so weird?" she asked.

"Lucie, why is it we only talk about men? What else are you interested in? What about my book?"

"It's coming out…"

"Yeah, you've been saying that for about two years. When?"

"Soon," she said swirling her drink.

"I have to go back to my fiancé," I replied, tossing some money on the table. "I'll see you later."

"Michael," I whispered as I brushed my fingers across his bare back.

"What?" he grumbled.

"I'm home."

He kept his eyes closed but smiled. "Hey sweetie."

"Lucie is different."

"From?"

"From the fun girl I used to know."

"Maybe you are different," he mumbled.

"Maybe," I said thoughtfully.

"Oh, there was a message for you."

"From?"

"Cosmo," he mumbled.

"Who?"

"The magazine."

"Huh?"

"I guess they called earlier today when we were being lazy. They want to interview you."

Cosmo, the magazine I have been reading (secretly) since I was sixteen wanted to interview me. "Why?"

He sighed, "Mia, can we talk about it in the morning. I'm sleeping."

I got off the bed and walked over to my dresser to get my boy shorts and cami. "Goodnight Michael."

"Are you going to do it?" Lucie asked the next morning. "I mean, it's every girls dream to be the covergirl for Cosmo. Just think about what clothes they would have you wearing! Oh come on, you have to!"

"I don't know why they would want to interview me. I mean, don't they usually interview people who-"

"Princess, it is Cosmopolitan magazine," Javier said, coming into my office. "Line three."

I picked up the phone. "Hello?" I said softly.

"Your highness?" a young woman's voice said carefully.

"Yes. This is she," I said in a princessy voice.

"Hi, this is Jules Prink from-"

"Cosmopolitian magazine. Yes."

"I want to be the first to congratulate next years Fun Fearless Female!"

"The what?" I asked, confused.

"Every year we have a fun fearless female, after reviewing everything you have done over the years, we have selected you for two thousand thirteen."

My jaw dropped. I'm not fun, am I? Am I fearless? I am a female. "Are you sure you have the right person?"

"Your highness, the issue comes out in January. We need to interview you as soon as possible. When do you have time?"

"When do you have to go to press?" I asked.

"Early December. We release the January issue in mid December so…"

"Fine. I'll be in New York in mid October," I said making it up as I went along. "I'll have you talk to my assistant because he is the only one who actually knows my schedule for sure."

"Thank you, your highness."

I put her on hold and told Javier to take the call in his office.

"You are doing it?" Lucie squealed.

"Who else would be the fun fearless female?"

"No freakin way! Oh my God! That's wicked cool! I've been trying to get that forever!"

I looked at her. No one really knew she did anything other than date and party. "You were trying for it?"
"People campaign for it all year long. You get to go to a big show and everything. It's really cool."

"Okay, well," I said settling my nerves, "What are you doing today?"

"Hanging with you," she replied.

I smiled weakly. I liked hanging out with the old Lucie. The one who would flutter around and not worry about what I was doing. "I had plans with Michael today," I replied. "We were going to the beach."

"Mind if I join in?"

How could I say no?

I wore a pair of shorts that Lilly had sent to me from NYU that said 'NYU' on the butt. Grandmere never let me wear them while she was alive. I wore a tube top over my bikini top. "Will you put lotion on me?" I asked Michael when we set our blanket down.

He wiped all the sand off his hands and came over to me. "A pretty girl asks me to rub her down? Hmm, nah," he teased as I lifted my hair up into a clip.

"Fine, I'll just ask that delictible lifeguard over there."

"Mia, he's like, fifteen," he replied, squeezing the lotion onto his palms.

"Don't get sand stuck to my back," I instructed.

"Geez, you two sound like an old married couple already," Lucie complained.

We looked up and saw her, as I can only describe her as posing. She had a skimpy two piece bathing suit on. It barely covered…well, you get the picture. I'll just say this, her bikini waxer is a very good waxer.

"Michael, it isn't polite to stare," I said tapping him on top of his head.

MICHAEL:

Okay, she clearly was standing like that so I would stare. Who wears a bathing suit that doesn't cover ANYTHING? Of course, it's bad that my fiancée caught me staring at her friend.

"Sorry Mia, I just thought I saw a drowning child back there," I joked.

She rolled her eyes and stood up to take off her tube top and shorts so I could cover her up even more. I liked lotioning her up. I'll admit this though, it was nicer to do this when we were on a nude beach in Monaco. I got to second that afternoon without even having to bother with seduction.

"Michael, you are doing such a great job on Mia, think you could help me out as well?" Lucie asked.

I looked at Mia who was looking at me expectantly. Did she want me to rub down her friend?

"Uh, sorry Lucie, I only have hands for my girlfriend- fiancée," I corrected myself as I kissed Mia softly.

"Michael, you wouldn't be cheating on me. You are only putting lotion on her back and neck."

"And my lower legs," Lucie continued.

Mia glared at her. "Or just her back and neck."

Lucie got the idea "Yeah, just my back and neck."

I shook my head, "Fine," I said putting some lotion on my hands, "Only if Mia puts some on me," I added with a wink.

"Twist my arm," she teased.

I gingerly put on the sunscreen onto her skin. I could tell she had spent a lot of time in the sun. She was only twenty nine years old but had the skin of a fifty year old woman. Not that it is a bad thing, but you know what I mean.

"Too bad this isn't a nude beach," Lucie said with a sigh.

Mia rolled her eyes and went back to writing in her notebook. I shrugged and went back to my own notebook.

"Cuz Mia was telling me how well packaged you were," Lucie said with a grin.

"The girl cannot tell a lie," I replied without missing a beat.

"Remember a few years ago when we were together?"

Please God, let her leave it at that. Make her shut up. Don't let Mia know how far we had actually gone.

"Yeah. Well, not together."

"Michael, I think my head in your crotch is semi together," she said with a laugh.

Mia looked at me in surprise, but said nothing.

I bit my lip, "We fooled around a little bit."

She just looked at me oddly and then out to the ocean "Oh. Fine."

Mia ignored me and Lucie for the rest of the day. She kept her headphones on and her head in her notebook. Lucie continuously tried to get me to go for walks to 'Give Mia time alone'.

I dreaded the time we got home. We'd be put into a small room alone and she would ignore me or she would totally flip on me.

"Mia?" I asked as she walked into the bathroom. I followed her in and sat on the toilet.

"Yes?" she said shortly as she put on the water.

"Do you want to talk about it?"

"Not really. Unless, that is, if you want to hear every dirty detail about what Joshua and I did."

Whoa, wait. I had assumed they had done nothing. "What?"

"Do you seriously think we were together for as long as we were without any type of sexual gratification?"

I sighed. "Are you saying that you guys…"

"It shouldn't be surprising. But hey, if you want to share the details of your sex life before me feel free."

Okay, I fooled around with one girl and suddenly I had a sex life? "Mia, it meant nothing. You said you and Joshua never-"

"Then why did you say you guys only kissed?" she snapped. "What, tomorrow is she going to tell me how you guys had sex in the middle of a club?"

I rolled my eyes, "No Mia. The only other woman I've ever been with is Vicky. And she was before you."

"I have every right to be upset with you because you lied to me about this. And don't get me wrong, I'm plenty pissed at her as well. She knew how I felt about you-"

"What are you talking about? How you felt about me? I thought you had been over me since back in the day. And what exactly did you do with Joshua?"

"No Michael. I have always loved you. She made me call you one time. I pretended I was her."

Shit. That time I was talking to her. I remember thinking it was strange for Lucille Priestess to be calling on me. "Mia, I didn't know…she told me you guys weren't close…"

She shook her head. "Right now I just want to be alone. By myself."

"Okay, I'll be in the music room, okay?"

"Fine."

Luckily Lucie was leaving the next day. "If you ever want to hang out," she said handing me a piece of paper with her number on it.

"Yeah, whatever."

Mia and I didn't bother to discuss the topic of my and Lucie's uh…interactions. We went riding every morning. Mia didn't talk much on the rides, but at least she was inviting me along.

"You know what I hate?" she asked as we packed for a trip back to New York. I had planned on leaving the week before but after the Lucie problem I thought it would be a bad idea.

"What?" I asked.

"How catty people are here."

I made a face, "Huh?"

"Like that whole Lucie thing. She knew what buttons to press with me. She knew how I felt about you then and now. She only told me those things to get me upset. She's so used to getting whatever she wants, and she can't have you this way…."

"Mia, what the hell are you trying, very cutely by the way, to say?"

"She wants you. But she can't have you," she said, wrapping her arms around me. "She did that with Joshua but he told her that he had tunnel vision…she didn't like that very much but let it go. But now she's…she's getting older and wants to settle down finally. And who wouldn't want to settle down with you?"
"Me," I said with a smirk.

"I can't wait to be away from all this fake kindness," she mumbled.

"Yeah, it'll be nice to be back home with our rude New York public for awhile huh?"

She smiled softly, "I was thinking about something, and feel free to tell me if you hate it, but I was thinking we could get married back home."

I looked at her in surprise, "Is that allowed?" I asked after several minutes.

She sighed and fell onto the bed, "Who cares what is allowed? Let's do this our way."

I fell next to her and rubbed her leg, "Are you sure? I don't want this to be considered void…"

"By New Year's Eve we can do whatever we want," she said getting up and walking into the bathroom.

What the hell is she talking about?