On the way to Wisteria, Kyle was feeling nervous. This is only the second time he would meet my parents personally. I could hear him sighing repeatedly. "Hey can you stop that?" I was getting annoyed hearing his sighs. I could see the glances from his driver, Zeke, and from Nigel, one of the royal guards, when I almost yelled at their crown prince. "I can't help it. I'm nervous." He answered. I chuckled, not because he looks like a coward, but because I was glad he felt that way. He wasn't conceited like other men or other royals. He was still humble if he felt anxious about meeting his girlfriend's family. I moved and sat on his lap as I wrapped my arms around his neck. The car has a partition window in between us and t
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