At the beginning of our relationship, my husband and I were all about the romantic airport pick-up. Nowadays it’s the curbside pick up – parking isn’t necessary.

So how cute is this? My Chelsy arrived in London yesterday expecting to be collected from the airport by her Prince. Hot Harry on a Horse however apparently slept in. She was kept waiting for 40 minutes, hounded by paps, ringing him incessantly on her cell until he arrived, attended by his personal security detail only to pull her luggage… himself!

His sheepish expression kills me. Even sheepish Hot Harry is quiver-worthy, non?

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