After you and Alex kissed in the Red Room of the White House during a state dinner. Alex and you go to his room, and you do things, and while he was fixing his pants and you were sitting next to him, with your hair tousled. Too adorable for him.

He talk about repeating this, being cautious, because of the press and stuff.

"I just can't afford for you to fall in love with me." You said, but when you saw his reaction, you realized how badly you had expressed yourself and tried to correct himself. "Okay. Wait a minute. No, that's not what I meant when I..." You spoke, but he cut you off.

"Get over yourself, Your Majesty." He replied, throwing a cushion at you.

You looked at him indignantly. "It's Your Royal Highness," you said, placing the cushion on top of him. "I don't know how many times I have to tell you that." You said, pushing him back onto the sofa and on top of him.

Then you kissed him.