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She smiles. “Tomorrow.”
He sighs. “I should’ve seen that coming, shouldn’t I?”
Chapter 32
Wait ’Til I Tell Ye
EPISODE 818 TRANSCRIPT
Lindsey: OUR PRINCE IS BACK! Welcome back, Prince Torin! So nice to see you! Finally.
Jen: And seriously he looked good.
Lindsey: Well, he’s been chilling on the ranch and…well, I think we all know what he’s been doing for two months. He should look good, right?
Jen: I guess we can assume that part is going well.
Lindsey: Yes. But… WHERE IS OUR PRINCESS?? Dammit, I just want to see this woman in person. I want to confirm she’s real. She’s not a robot or a figment of our imagination or photoshopped into all those posts.
Jen: Well, we just said that we think Torin’s been having a very good time for the past two months, so I think it’s safe to say she’s not imaginary or photoshopped. And if she’s a robot…well, that’s disturbing. Stop it. Don’t say that.
Lindsey: Okay. You’re right. So she’s real. But where is she? We don’t have cooties, Princess! We aren’t weird! Well, maybe some of us are weird.
Jen: We’re getting weirder by the day. The longer you wait to come meet us, the weirder it’s going to be!
Lindsey: Yes! Can you just drive by and wave? Or stand on the King’s balcony and throw stuff at us? I’d even take that!
Jen: Throw stuff at us? Like what? Soft things, please! Pillows? Socks? Flowers! Flowers would be classy!
Lindsey: But in all seriousness, Prince Torin was at the palace for two days without her. Why? I mean, why doesn’t she want to be here with him? It’s not just about being holed up with him in their little love nest anymore. Now she legit doesn’t want to be amongst the people, and that’s not cool.
Jen: It’s really not. So, Princess, if you’re listening…uh, we want to like you, but you have to come meet us.
Chapter 33
Abigail
It’s only been three days. I can’t possibly miss Torin this much.
I can’t be lonely. I love being alone. I have an entire ranch to myself. Well, there are still staff here, but I can go wherever I want, do whatever I want.
I have three indoor farm buildings to play in. I have acres of land to walk, ride horses—yes, I’ve learned to ride horses—and explore.
I have an amazing kitchen to cook in. Two living rooms and five bedrooms to read in, not to mention the porch and the patio with a firepit.
I have so much space and quiet and alone time.
I should be in heaven.
But I miss my husband.
I miss knowing he’s nearby while I work. I miss meals with him. I miss flirting and teasing with him. I miss just talking to him.
I definitely miss him in bed.
Sure, the video call sex with the vibrator he bought me has been fun and different. But I miss him in bed with me just holding me, or just resting my hand on his chest while I sleep.
I’ve never been much of a cuddler, but I apparently seek him out while I sleep. I always have a hand on him when I wake up even if we’re not curled up tightly together.
