Speeding along the highway, Cas turned his stereo up as high as he could take it and opened the sunroof on the top of the car. It had been weeks since the last time he’d gone for a drive alone, and he was milking the experience for all it was worth. Though he was excited to see Iris again, he’d never lost his fondness for taking solo joyrides around the city. The pulse of the music and the roar of the wind ripping through his hair were thrilling as he traveled at a high speed down the moderately busy road. If his father didn’t demand that he come home sooner than the usual curfew, he was tempted to take a longer drive after he left Miles’ house later that day.
He coasted between other cars, making his way toward the Kinders’ neighborhood while his thoughts fixated on Iris once again. Now that they were finally going to see each other again, he was finding it harder and harder to keep her out of his head. He’d missed being around her, talking to her, touching her. The week that they had been apart had left him feeling like an addict on withdrawal, and he couldn’t wait to bridge the divide that Atlas had unknowingly forced between them with the implementation of the lockdown. He also couldn’t wait to steal a moment to talk to her about the proposition she’d made before they had started drinking before.
As always, the thought left him somewhat flustered but also stupidly excited, and he pressed down a little harder on the gas pedal in anticipation. The memory of their night at the pub came to mind, as well as how hard it had been to cool down after things had gotten so heated between them. The lasting impression of her hands on his bare skin, her lips locked hungrily with his own, and the briefly unleashed desire that had culminated between them was more than enough to make him lightheaded. Although he was glad that they’d had the sense to stop before they’d gotten themselves into a situation that they may have regretted, he was still looking forward to being with her in a way that he never had with anyone else before.
However, amidst his rekindled passion for her, another thought appeared that put a halt to his train of thoughts: He and Iris had stopped themselves last time because of the potential repercussions that could have come with sleeping together. Swearing under his breath, he glanced at the nearest exit sign to gauge where he was en route to Miles’ house. In the capital, he had access to contraceptives, but he hadn’t thought to buy anything when he’d left the mansion that morning. It had also been quite a while since the last time he’d sent a servant to run such an errand for him—even though he’d never slept with anyone before, he’d been hopeful enough to keep some on hand, just in case—so anything he might have had was most likely expired.
Biting his lip, he groaned and turned the wheel, steering his car onto the next exit ramp. If he’d planned better, he would have paid a servant to make the trip for him, but it was too late for that. He would just have to hope he could slip in and out of a gas station fast enough that he wouldn’t draw attention to himself. The last thing he wanted was for someone to catch him in the middle of a scandalous purchase and spread rumors about his sex life. He already had enough problems to deal with without being roped into more high born gossip.
Pulling up to the first gas station he saw, he was relieved to find that there was only one other car parked outside the shop. Hopefully, that meant it would be clear enough that he could be back on the road in just a few minutes.
He pulled into a space by the door and climbed out of his car, leaving his sunglasses in place until he was inside the convenience store. As he lifted them up to rest on top of his head, he dipped to the back of the building straight away where he was pretty sure he could find what he was looking for. Fortunately, he was right and there was only one other family nearby, none of whom seemed to have noticed him as they tried to talk their daughter down from purchasing an overpriced doll by the register.
He grabbed a box from the shelf along with a couple other random items—a bag of chips, a pack of gum, and a lighter even though he didn’t smoke—since it felt weird to approach the cashier with nothing but contraceptives in hand. Not wasting any time, he turned and wove his way through the other stands until he got to the counter and set everything down to check out.
The pink-haired woman on the other side lazily glanced up from the book she had been reading. “Will that be all for you today—?” she started to ask and then froze, doing a double-take as she looked up to see his face. Recognizing him immediately, her entire demeanor shifted, and she fumbled to set her book down. “Your Highness. Did you, err, find everything you were looking for?”
Cas nodded faintly, avoiding her gaze by pretending like he was reading something interesting on his phone. It was impossible to escape from the gas station without being spotted by the cashier, but that didn’t make the exchange any less awkward for him. He felt like a guilty schoolboy who had been caught trying to buy cigarettes. It would have been easier if he was just a normal high born who could duck in and out of a shop without being recognized, but he was unfortunate enough to have eyes on him wherever he went. Nothing he did went unnoticed or forgotten.
The girl scanned each item, thankfully without commenting on the sordid box, and gave him his total. “Do you want a bag for everything, Your Highness?” she asked as he took his card from his wallet to pay.
“Yeah, thanks,” he replied, trying to ignore the obvious intrigue etched on her face. It wasn’t a long shot to guess that she was trying to piece together who he was going to be seeing after he made his rushed purchase. He was just glad that no one in the capital knew he was with Iris, so she wouldn’t get dragged into the merciless spotlight along with him.
Inserting the card into the reader, he waited a few seconds for the transaction to go through and then moved to return it to his wallet. However, as he did, he stiffened as he caught sight of movement to his left. Too late, he realized that the girl he’d spotted a few minutes ago had slipped away from her parents and bounced over to the counter. She leaned up on her toes to set down the doll she was determined to get, wearing a bright smile on her face.
“One dollie please, miss!” she called to the cashier, only to pause when she caught sight of the other items on the surface. “Are you buying a toy too, mister?” she asked, and before he could react, she had swiped the box from the counter to read the label. “What are cond—”
“Not a toy!” Caspian interrupted her quickly, turning scarlet as he took the container back from her small hands.
In the next moment, the girl’s mother saw that she was hassling him and blanched, racing over to take her by the hand. “I’m so sorry, Your Highness,” she apologized hurriedly. Her eyes flicked to the box in his hands and she grimaced, giving her daughter a firm tug, “Elise, that was very naughty. You don’t go through other people’s belongings like that!”
“Sorry, mama…” the girl pouted as she was speedily ushered away.
Caspian watched them go with an appalled expression, mortified by the entire encounter. Muttering to the cashier to keep his receipt, he tossed the box into the plastic bag with the other goods and hurried out of the store to escape back to his car. Once he’d closed the door behind him, he threw the bag on the passenger’s seat and gripped the steering wheel with both hands. “Oh my god!” he yelled to no one, dropping his forehead onto the brim of the wheel in humiliation. There was no way that errand could have gone any worse. It was just his luck that a stranger’s kid would have been the one to approach him at the gas station.
For a few minutes, he stayed where he was, hiding behind the tinted windows of his car until he reigned in his embarrassment enough to lift his head and set out again.
Trying his hardest to forget what had just happened, he made excellent time to Miles’ house and pulled around to the front door. He stowed the individual packets in his wallet and left the empty box, snacks and lighter behind, still veritably glowing red as he climbed out of the vehicle and stepped up to the entrance. With a calming breath, he reached up and knocked, praying that the color would leave his cheeks before anyone answered the door.
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“You’re not boring either,” Miles returned, giving Iris a teasing push to the shoulder as he stood near the sofa. “You might even be better company than Cas and Jay. Don’t tell them I said that though.” He winked at her and glanced at his phone to check the time. He would have thought that Caspian would have gotten to his place by now. Maybe traffic was bad on the way over? He wondered, trying to guess what could have held the prince up. Cas was usually punctual.
Looking up at Iris again, he laughed at her competitive words. “Oh really?” he grinned at her with equal enthusiasm. “We’ll see about that. I do think you’ll wipe the floor with Cas if you play against him though. You’ve come a long way, young apprentice.” Jokingly, he pressed his palms together and bowed to her in an old-fashioned, ridiculously formal gesture to accentuate the point.
In the next moment, he perked up again as the doorbell rang, signaling that the prince had finally arrived. “Oh good,” he mused. “His Royal Tightass is here. Stay put for a minute, and I’ll bring him in.” Flashing one more friendly smile Iris’s way, he trotted to the door and headed out into the hall to receive his new guest at the door.