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“If you want to stay in today, we…”
He wrapped his arm around me and pulled me to his side. “No. I promised you three days of fun.”
“Are you sure, because I can…”
“Are you trying to back out on me?” he smiled.
“No, but if you’re tired, we can start our three days tomorrow.”
“Are you kidding? This is Paris. There’s too much to see.”
“Okay. So what do you have planned for today?”
“After breakfast, we are going to the Louvre, then lunch and do a little shopping.”
“Shopping?”
“Of course! It’s Paris! You come here for the food, the museums and the fashion.”
“I’ll only agree to the shopping, if you promise not to buy me anything.”
“No.”
“No?”
“We discussed this.”
“Excusez-moi.” Marie said as she started to walked away.
“Marie, arrête.” Whatever he said made her stop moving. “You are my girlfriend, and you will not stop me from buying you gifts.” I folded my arms across my chest. We were at an impasse. He rubbed my arms. “I’m sorry. Why won’t you let me buy you anything? It’s only money.”
“It’s not about the money.”
“Then what is it?”
“Fine, if it makes you happy, we’ll go shopping.” I started to walk away but he grabbed my hand and pulled me back into his space. “Mon amour, what is it?”
“I’m not a whore or some poor waif.” I saw the shocked look on Marie’s face when I made that statement. She quietly walked out of the kitchen.
“Who called you a whore? ”
“No one. I just don’t…I don’t want you to think I’m some whore stringing you along to get things, or some poor girl just looking to get ahead. And I’m definitely not a cliché, even though I’m dating my boss.”
“First, let us address the whore comment. Did your mother call you a whore, is that why you have been a little distant?” I lowered my head. “Mon amour, look at me.”
I raised my head and felt the tears gathering in my eyes. “She said I was being a cliché.”
“A cliché?”
I wiped the tear that escaped my eye. “She said you only want me as your bed buddy.” He exhaled and gritted his teeth. “And, that once you seduce me…”
“Did you tell her what we discussed?”
“No.”
“So where did the whore comment come from?”
“Cliché…whore…a woman who does anything to work her way up the corporate ladder.”
