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He smiled and brushed the tear rolling down my cheek. “I know what a whore is, and you are definitely not a whore, or a cliché.” He sighed. “Is this why you don’t want me to meet your parents?”
I nodded. “Partly.”
“Now, let’s address your other comment. Poor waif? Do I make you feel like that?”
I felt another tear sitting on my lower lid. “Sometimes I think you think I’m a little naive.”
He gently brushed the side of my face and caught the tear that escaped my eye. “I’m sorry. It’s just, in the past, the women I was with were a little…they gravitated to certain things and expected me to provide them.”
“I told you. I’m not like the other women.”
“I thought that was your way of telling me you’re a virgin.” He smiled.
“It was, but I also meant I’m not with you because you can buy me things or take me places. I am with you because I like you. I want to get to know you.”
“Me, too.”
“You’re a virgin?” I smiled.
“No.” He smiled and kissed me. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to offend you. This is new for me. So I need you to be patient.” I nodded. “Forgive me in advance if I slip up and buy you a gift or three.” He brushed the tear away on my cheek. “Okay?”
I nodded. “Okay.”
“There is one thing I really want to do, and I’m not taking no for an answer.”
“What is it?”
“I’m taking you to Chanel and buying you a little something.”
“Phillippe…”
“No. You will not leave Paris without a little something from Chanel.”
“You really want to do this?”
“Oui.”
“Très bien.”
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phillippe
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I finished my coffe
e while Gabriella finished getting ready.
“Je l’aime.”
I looked up at Marie. “I like her too.”
“Huh.”
“What is that supposed to mean?”
“Vous êtes dans l’amour.”
