âWhy do you think Iâm making you come with me. Iâll need someone to flirt with later.â she laughed along with him. Her head fell to the side resting on his shoulder as he spoke.âmaybe I should have you come up stairs with me and just put on a little fashion show for you.â she joked, her eyes looking up to him. âthatâll be how we end our night, sound good?â Cecily loved that Antoni was just about as low key as her. That a night in sounded amazing to him.âthatâs perfect, gives me just enough time to think of an excuse. Or we could just Irish goodbye, would people be mad at us for that?â she questioned with another laugh. Once he stood up Cecily laid down on the couch, rolling onto her side so she could look at him. âif weâre talking suits can I suggest your birthday suit?â she teased with a wink.
âWow, i feel so honored youâve picked me, your husband, to flirt with instead of some foreign ambassador.â he sent a wink her way âoh yeah, i think a fashion show is called for.â he nodded, a smile on his lips âthat sounds absolutely perfectâ he was born into the line of the throne and that came with responsibilities but he made a promise to himself to live a normal life as much as possible. he wanted that for both of them, he liked being at home with his wife. âthey might be a little mad but they will get over itâ he shrugged watching her roll onto her side âyou know i think my birthday suit is a great idea, for lateâ he smirked, leaning down to give her a kiss âi love youâ he whispered.Â