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wanted.
    I'd spent the whole night running over it again and again in my head. I wanted to be with him and I felt he was worth the risk.
    Arabella was nice enough but she wasn't what I wanted. I couldn't bring myself to marry someone that I had no feelings for whatsoever knowing that the real person I wanted was out there somewhere.
    The driver walked round and opened the car door. I looked back at Caleb, confused, watching me.
    "I'll go first." I said, straightening up my shirt and getting out. I closed the door behind me and walked up to the desk.
    The receptionists stared at me, stunned.
    "Um, morning Prince Henry..."
    "I'd like to collect the keys for the room I booked. Just to check in really."
    It took four of them to fumble clumsily as they prepared my room keycard.
    "On official business today?" one of them asked as they handed my card back. I nodded, feeling the heat rise to my cheeks.
    "Yes, um, yes. Something like that."
    She smiled and I hurried away as the hotel lobby started to fill with people looking at me and me only.
    I shouldn't have gone there, I shouldn't have left the palace without security but I just wanted to be alive again. I wanted to do what I wanted, when I wanted and walking around without several suits following close behind made me feel free.
    I let out the breath I'd been holding as the lift doors closed and all the people who'd started to gather were shut out.
    They opened again to an empty corridor and I got out and hurried to the penthouse room door before I bumped into anyone else.
    Inside, I sent a message to Caleb, giving the number and the all clear, my hand shaking as I pressed send.
    This is what you want . I told myself over and over but still, it didn't stop my nerves and as I sat and waited, I found them building up inside me.  

    Caleb
    I jumped as his message came through. It was time. Ignoring the stare of two women, I got out the chauffer driven car and hurried in, past the gossiping receptionists and towards the bright sign for the elevator.  
    The lobby was full of people excitedly chatting and I knew they must have received a buzz after seeing Henry walk through and even though I was trying to act as laid back as I could, it didn't stop me thinking that everyone knew who I was and knew who I was going up to see.
    The elevator pinged as the doors opened and I jumped in, dabbing at the button to close them quickly.  
    The corridor of the penthouse was long and quiet and as I approached the door, it opened with a click before I touched it. I pushed it slowly, stepping inside.
    Henry was there to greet me.
    "Come in." He said. "Would you like something to drink?
    I looked at the well-stocked mini bar that he'd opened and I knew just how expensive food was in hotel rooms.
    He didn't wait for my answer and crossed the room, filling a glass with wine and coming back to hand it to me.
    I took it, and he raised his to mine.
    "To us and finding each other."
    I took a sip before he slid it out of my hands.
    "Come and sit with me."
    I followed him to the bed and we sat down. He put a hand on my thigh and my cock stiffened as I tried to ignore it and concentrate on him, his nice features and his hypnotizing eyes.
    "I don't know what's going on here," he said slowly, "but I really don't want to let it go. Ever since the night of my party I..."
    He stopped and looked around me, thinking.
    "... The minute I saw you, Caleb and heard you telling me off, I knew you were the one for me and I know it sounds soon and sudden but I've been living a lie for so long, I just want to be free."
    I listened to him, hearing everything he said but still feeling torn. When I thought about him and what we could potentially have and how my stomach felt every time I heard his voice, I knew that I was in the right place, doing the right thing but there was also a small part that told me to be careful. Being with him could out my gayness and I just wasn't ready.  
    "I'm here because I want to be." I