Prince Harry took me to my cheap hotel in his lavish steed, opened the car door for me and gave me a quick hug.
"I'm so glad we've met, Fran," he said in my ear. "See you tomorrow."
"Thank you for such an amazing day."
"And we're just getting started, baby. Take care." He stepped back with a wink and a smile, got in his car and drove away.
I turned to walk into the hotel and found Amy and Trisha coming. They spun around to look at Harry's car and then back at me, baffled.
"Wasn't that Hugo's grandchild?" asked Amy when they caught up with me.
"Yeah, Harry," I said, walking into the hotel with them. "A total sweet. I spent the whole day with him."
"He single?" asked Trisha shamelessly.
"He gay," Amy replied, chuckling. She turned to me and rubbed my arm. "How are you?"
