Who knew I would one day actually be having the time of my life on a date with the Prince? The exact guy that I said I would never enjoy being with or even willingly hang out with? Oh how the tables have turned, but I didn’t mind at all.
It turns out, the Prince really isn’t who I thought he was. He wasn’t snobbish, wasn’t cocky, and was definitely the handsome and striking Spanish man I didn’t want to admit he was.
The more he and I talked while eating the meals he had chosen, the more I felt comfortable with him. It was as if I didn’t have to try so hard to get a conversation between the two of us going, it just… happens.
He had also started to open up to me more than usual and it was the first time I had felt so in tune with someone. Except of course with my friends, but with the P
