Emery Montgomery is no stranger to the spotlight, after all when you're the heir to the English throne, privacy isn't something you're used to. So when she's sent to New York City to attend university and in attempt to better her family's public ima...
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•Emery's POV•
I wake up with Grey's arms around my waist holding me close, his head tucking in-between my neck and jaw.
A warm overwhelming sense of peace grows in my stomach as I think about last night, I haven't slept that well in...I guess since we were last together.
Glancing towards the window I watch a pair of birds fly past the window, taking a deep breath I sigh in contentment.
Grey's arms tighten around me and I feel his breath tickle my neck, "Morning," He grumbles deeply sending a shiver through my whole body.
"Good morning," I whisper, he drags his thumb over my stomach drawing small circles.
"I'm going to go shower," I say causing him to raise his head.
"Save water?" He asks making me laugh.
"Goodbye," I say standing up, walking to my room I have a quick shower before getting ready for the day.
Wrapping the last strand of hair around my curling wand my phone lights up, tapping it I see a text.
Anthony: Can we meet up?
I stare at the text for a few seconds, before remembering I'm curling my hair I take the heat away just before my hair has a chance to fry off.
Why does he want to meet? And wouldn't he go through the palace if he wanted to talk?
I text back a simple Sure and ask when I finish getting ready, Since apparently, I'm going out I grab white pants and a navy blue top with a square neck. I paired it with a matching navy blue Dior bag and gold jewelry.
A/n: OAE
Specifically a certain gold locket. I smile looking at it through the reflection of the mirror, the details, everything about it is perfect.
Lastly, I add a spritz of my favourite perfume and leave my room, walking by Grey's room I hear the shower running so I continue to the kitchen.
While making coffee my phone buzzes again and it's Anthony asking if I want to go to a cafe nearby in about 10 minutes.
Sighing I run a hand over my forehead tiredly sending him back a text saying yes.
Grabbing a pen and paper from the office I bring it back to the kitchen and write Grey a note saying where I went leaving it out for him to see when he walks in. I also send him a text but I doubt he'll see it right away, hence the note.
Setting the pen down on the marble countertop I grab my shoes and throw on a coat before opening the door and stepping out.
It's early enough that the hallway is empty as I walk through, over the holiday a few people decorated the doors and bulletin boards making them festive with red white and green.
