Page 83 of A Royal Promise
He responded less than a minute later.
Drew: My love for you is bigger than all the stars in the galaxy.
Drew: And did you know there are more stars in the universe than grains of sand on all the beaches on Earth?
Bri: Your fact is way better than mine.
Drew: Not true. Anytime you text me anything to do with the solar system, I fall for you even more.
She smiled down at her phone. They’d been engaged—for real—for three months, and it had been the best time of her life. Dating Drew was surreal. He was the whole package. She hated how long it had taken her to see, but now that she knew how sweet life could be, settling down with the person who loved her to her core, she would never take a single day for granted.
After she grabbed a bottle of leftover sweet tea from the fridge, Bri decided to open theRoyal Inquisitornews app and reread her new favorite article—The Upcoming Wedding of the Century for Our Royal Sweethearts. The final paragraph was her absolute favorite.
Prince Andrew and Princess Brielle have made us believe in true love again. If you’ve had the distinct pleasure of seeing them interact in person, you know the sparks fly between them. With a love so strong between two lifelong friends, we wouldn’t be surprised if we see the Glencrest royal family continuing to grow very soon. While we once believed there was more to the story behind the surprise engagement between Prince Andrew and Princess Brielle, we can now say for certain that we’ve never been more glad to be wrong. Their love is one people will talk about for years to come—the truest of loves between the kindest of souls. Thank you, devoted readers, for staying along for the ride. Be sure to keep an eye out for our inside look at the royal wedding of the century later this year.
Bri let out a happy sigh. She headed to select her outfit for the day when a knock sounded at the door to her hotel suite.
She opened it and welcomed a beaming Drew into her room.
“I can’t believe you beat me to the punch today. I don’t even know who you are, waking up so early,” he teased.
She shrugged. “Maybe my soon-to-be husband is rubbing off on me with his early bird ways.”
“Or maybe my soon-to-be wife just doesn’t want to waste a moment of her trip to Banff.” His eyes landed on her, and his brows furrowed. “Is that my shirt?” Drew’s eyes roamed over her before meeting hers, looking at her in a heated way that made a blush cover her cheeks.
She glanced down at the oversized navy shirt she had worn as her pajama top last night—the one he’d allowed her to borrow after their charity run, which she’d failed to return. Men had to know by now there was an unspoken rule: if you give a shirt to your girlfriend, you will never get it back.
“Since it’s been in my closet for months, I would say it’smyshirt.”
He leaned down and kissed her, quick and sweet. “What’s mine is yours.”
“I likeyourshirt.” She grinned as he took off his sweatshirt, revealing theMay the oars be with you shirtshe’d bought him after his team had won the Fenimore Regatta.
“It was a gift from the most beautiful woman in the world.” Drew smirked and raised a brown bag with a local bakery’s logo. “I come bearing breakfast.”
Her mouth started salivating as they walked to the kitchen area of her suite. “What are our options?”
“We have donuts, blueberry muffins, breakfast sandwiches, and watermelon.”
“You know you’d make a wonderful Prince Charming. You’re always thinking of others and just so dreamy.” Bri squeezed his hand before reaching into the bag and pulling out a muffin and the plastic container of watermelon. “But you’re already spoken for.” She tore off the muffin wrapper and took a big bite.
“If I wasn’t already a prince, I’d find a way to be one for you. As you wish.” He winked at her before digging into a breakfast sandwich.
Her eyes went wide, and her mouth fell open as she pointed at him with her free hand. “You actually understand what that means?”
“I have no idea what you’re talking about.” He smirked then hid his mouth behind his food.
As she ate her muffin and watermelon, she was reminded yet again of how long Drew had loved her. He was the kind of guy who watched all her favorite movies, learned what tropes were, and knew the coded messages behind her favorite movie quotes. Drew was the man who always showed up with peach tea and watermelon in hand. He was, simply put, the best man she’d ever known, and she was the luckiest woman in the world to call him hers.
“What’s going on in that brain of yours?” he asked, always attentive to her.
“Just thinking about how much I love you.”
He set down his food, wiping his hand on a napkin before pulling her into a hug. “I love you more, Bri Bear.”
When they finished their breakfast, Drew began to put away the leftovers.
“I’m going to go change before we do anything.”
