My heart drops as I end the call and Chris approaches. "Ready to go home Mrs Evans?" He ask shooting me a toothy smile. I nod back in agreement too stunned to speak as we leave the venue, I was the designated driver and sober tonight but Chris was all giddy and touchy feely. I change my heels in the car to flat shoes and begin our half an hour drive home, Chris is in the passenger seat singing his heart out to the radio. I on the other hand, haven't said two words to Chris since the phone call with my father, how was I supposed to tell him that I was now the Queen of England and would need to leave LA and go back home. We'd just got married and were enjoying our honeymoon period, Chris hadn't noticed how quiet I was being thankfully due to the alcohol in his system.

Half an hour later we pulled into the driveway, I open the app on my phone closing the electronic gates. We go into the house being greeted by the dog sitter and a very excited Dodger, Chris rough houses with him and runs around crazy as I open my purse paying the dog sitter and seeing her out. I close the door locking it for the night as I sigh, I have to tell him sooner or later.

I go into the bedroom where Chris was already getting changed, he hung up his suit neatly putting it in the walk in wardrobe. I follow him with my dress on a hanger both of us comfortable in our underwear, as I hang up my dress Chris whips my ass playfully with one of his ties. I yelp before laughing, he does his hearty laugh and I narrow my eyes at him. "You've just started a war mr Evans!" I say just above a whisper as I jump on Chris and he catches me, he lays me on the ottoman in the middle of the room tickling me to death. I squeal that Chris wins and he laughs laying on top of me, my legs over his hips and he leans up kneels on his feet. "You're so beautiful" he looks down at me, I smile pulling him down locking our lips together. My phone interrupts us and Chris pulls away letting me get up, I grab my phone seeing the caller ID was my dad again. Chris waits on me to answer but I decline making him frown as I slump down on the ottoman.

"Chris, it was my dad I was speaking to on the phone earlier at the after party. He's abdicating the throne..." I look up at him, his blue eyes looking down at mine. He kneels down at my feet looking up at me as the tears begin to fall from my eyes, "Shan. We both knew at one point this would happen, it's not a shock to me and like you've supported me through my career i'm going to support you through this next step in our lives no matter what you decide" he takes my hands in his kissing my knuckles. I take his face in mine and kiss his lips, he lifts me off the ottoman and carries me into the bedroom, our lips never leaving each other. The rest of the night was spent between the sheets and the troubles on my mind can wait until tomorrow.