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“Why wouldn’t I be?”
“You said now that our relationship had changed, you would feel better if he traveled with us.” I quickly reminded her of her request.
“I would, but…”
I felt her tensing up. “I know I’m asking a lot, but I need you to trust me.”
“It’s not you I don’t trust.” She looked up at me with a slight smile.
I leaned back. “You don’t trust yourself to be alone with me?”
“Not so much that…it’s Paris. I’ve never been, but I’ve heard it’s a very romantic city and no matter how good our intentions may be, something could happen.”
She caught me off guard with her statement, but she’s right. I know she has concerns. The last time I was in Paris, was with Chantal shortly before we broke up. I took her there hoping to rekindle our relationship. Instead, a month after we got back, we broke up. In spite of the tension, we had an amazing time and some of the best sex of our relationship.
“I promise nothing will happen that we don’t want to happen.”
“Maybe we need to set some rules.”
“Rules?” I smiled.
“Yes. No late night walks, picnics, intimate dinners and rooms on separate floors.”
“No.”
“No?”
“No. I’m not agreeing to any of that.”
“I thought we agreed to take our relationship slow?”
“We are. We’re both adults and if we can’t trust each other, then there’s no sense in us going any further with this relationship.” I kissed her. “I’m not going to Paris with my girlfriend and treat her like a stranger.”
“Girlfriend? That’s not a slow word,” she smiled.
“For me it is,” I smiled.
“I guess my boyfriend is taking me to Paris.”
CHAPTER ELEVEN
Gabriella
I TRIED TO SNEAK INTO the house. I attribute my stupidity to the wine and the kisses from Phillippe. I walked inside and it was dark except for the light in the kitchen, and the one at the top of the stairs. I turned the lights off and went to my room.
I sat on the side of the bed, replaying the evening and the conversation with Phillippe. He’s right. If I’m not going to trust him, I need to walk away now.
I took my phone out of my bag and before I could plug it into the charger, it started vibrating. I pressed the button to read the text…Mon Amour, I really enjoyed serving and dining with you. Have to cancel our date for tomorrow. On my way to Seattle. Will call you later. Bonne nuit, Phillippe. I texted back…Have a safe trip…Bonne nuit, Gabriella.
I got undressed and climbed into bed. I lay down staring at the ceiling and praying. I know in the morning my mother is going to be full of questions and right now, I don’t have suitable answers. I had the truth…I’m dating my boss and while we’re in Europe, we’re going to really get to know each other. I kept rehearsing my speech until I fell asleep.
I rolled over and the smell of coffee infiltrated my dream and woke me up. I climbed out of bed, went into to the bathroom, brushed my teeth and washed off what was left of last night’s makeup. I tamed my wild hair and put on my robe. I looked at my clock. It was nine thirty. I can’t believe I slept that long.
I went downstairs. I was hoping to avoid my mom, but I knew that wasn’t possible. When I walked around the corner and into the kitchen, she was standing at the counter reading the paper and drinking coffee. I coughed and she looked up. “Morning, Sunshine or should I say Mon Amour.”
My eyes almost popped out of their socket. “Uhm…”
“Coffee?”
