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I gazed out theat the Parisian night as Jonathon navigated the streets like a native He turned down a street and then another before I felt the car begin to slow He came to a stop in front of a hotel called, Hôtel Plaza Athénée It was absolutely stunning I know my jaw must have dropped open Balconies were draped in beautiful cascading red flowers The stone of the building, though old, was sparkling The hotel was huge and seemed to stretch on forever A man came and took the keys froe Jonathon took my hand and strode into the hotel like he owned the place Hell, for all I knew he did

He strode confidently up to the woman at the check in He spoke in fluent rapid French They see A ot into it He gesticulated wildly and appeared to be scolding the wo Her face flushed as she turned and grabbed a key The ive us the key Jonathon took it, se was disappearing around a bend as Jonathon and I climbed into the elevator The elevator lurched to a stop and Jonathon turned to giveed me down the hallway he was in such a hurry He stopped in front of a door, slid the key in it, and twisted the knob The door opened to pure luxury

“Jonathon,” I gasped, twirling around to take in eous It was done inand the furniture screaainst aThe desk looked like so a queen would use A lavender colored blanket was draped over a pale blue chair The bed had an antique touch to it, like the other furniture, and the wall behind it was draped in luxurious fabric creating a cozy feel The bedding was thick and plush Sitting on the bench in front of the bed was our luggage I kicked off my shoes and the carpet was plush beneathlike a little kid when I noticed the view The Eiffel Tower glittered in the night sky

I jumped up and down and bounded into Jonathon’s arms; who had taken a seat in one of the chairs “You are the best husband, ever,” I crushed ainst his

He chuckled “I take it you like it then?”

“Like it? I love it! It’s perfect,” I hugged him

“M the top ofthe scent of my shampoo I turned to look him in the eye His eyes were heavy with lust and I knew mine must be that way too Suddenly, my previous fears seemed juvenile This was ers into his golden hair He groaned and pickedme on the bed I sat up and ran my hands over the planes of his perfectly san to unbutton the white shirt My fingers were shaking and I couldn’t get thele Jonathon pulled the shirt off and tossed it in the corner He leaned down and his nose nuzzled my neck “This was the way it wasree but I had lost all sense of myself and in the process my voice His smooth chest, his chiseled abs, stared ot to breathe This was nothing like our first time Then we had been rushed, excited, and scared because of the i doom about to strike This time… We were alone, married, and had all the tiht, this was the way it should have happened We should have waited My breath hitched as his cold hands lightly trailedthe last button he kissed the back of round I closed my eyes and when I opened them he stood in front of me “I love you,” he vowed, “until the end of time”

“For as long as we both shall live,” I whispered and pressed my lips to his

Jonathon’s fingers trailed fire and ice down the naked skin of led closer to hiers intertwined in my hair and he leaned over to look into my eyes I could see how happy he was and my heart soared I was beyond happy, too I hadn’t known it was possible to be this happy “Kylie,” he started

“Shh,” I pressed ainst his lips “Just hold me”

Words would never be able to do justice to the amount of love we had shared It was perfect He smiled “I think I can do that”

“Good,” I scooted closed, pressing ainst his Despite the coldness of his body I wanted to be touching him He kissed my forehead and held me to him I never wanted to leave this bed Here, ere safe and alone I didn’t want to break the bubble that see so and here I was the happiest girl alive But nothing could ruin this moment for me

My eyes drifted closed and I do

zed for a while but I could still feel the perfect planes of Jonathon’s chest pressed against my face and hand

When I woke again the h the s Jonathon was in the same position as he had been when I went to sleep His hand traced lazy circles on the skin of my back “What do you want to do today?” he whispered into my hair as his nose trailed the skin of my cheek