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“Wow, this looks more like an apartment than a hotel room,” she said.
“Well let me give you the grand tour,” I offered.
I led her down the hallway. “There are three bedrooms, each with a private bathroom,” I said. We entered the main bedroom; a California King bed was in the center of the room with more floor-to-ceiling windows, which with a push of a button would darken on their own and block out the sunlight.
“Very nice,” Harper said, running a hand over the bedding and giving me a seductive look. “Plenty of room in here, I don’t think we need the other two rooms.”
“Perhaps not,” Jackson said from behind me, standing in the doorway.
She flashed a cheeky grin as I showed her the bathroom with both a shower large enough for all of us, and a separate bathtub.
“And then there’s the rooftop,” I said, taking her hand in mine and leading her out of the room. “It’s completely private.”
In the foyer, there was a spiral staircase that led to the roof. It was narrow, so we had to go up single file, but Harper was in front of me, and the view was worth walking behind her.
She stepped outside onto the roof, which also had a hot tub plus seating facing the Arc de Triomphe.
“A girl could get used to living like this,” she said softly enough that I think it was meant for her ears alone.
I took her hand and brought it to my lips, planting a soft kiss upon it.
I didn’t say anything, but this was the type of life we could offer her, that we wanted to offer her.
She just had to say the word, and the world would literally be at her fingertips. If she wanted to fly to Istanbul on a Wednesday, we could make it happen. If she wanted to celebrate Carnival in Brazil or head to Alaska to see the Northern Lights, all she would have to do is ask. I knew my brothers felt the same way I did.
But for now, Harper seemed perfectly content with Paris. She was smiling and just savoring the view.
If she wanted to come to Paris every weekend, I could make that happen, too. Or if she wanted to live there, I could see myself buying a place with an Eiffel Tower view for her.
“Ready to hit the town?” Jackson piped up from behind us.
“Yes!” Harper exclaimed, turning and giving us the sincerest, most beautiful smile I had ever seen in my life.My stomach did somersaults from just one look. “Whenever you’re ready, that is.”
“We’re ready whenever you are,” Nate said.
Harper walked over to the three of us. She stood on her tiptoes in front of me and planted a kiss on my cheek. It took everything in me to not take that kiss a step further, but she gave us each a kiss before taking my hand in one of hers, Jackson’s in her other and guiding us toward the stairs.
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“I don’t thinkI’ve walked this much in a long time,” Harper said.
“We can call a car, if you’d like,” I replied.
“Oh no, I want to see everything, and the best way to do that is on foot,” she replied.
She had my hand in hers, along with Nate’s. We ended up taking her to Notre Dame first, on the day she had arrived, and even though we couldn’t go inside due to it being under renovation, she seemed content spending time outside the building just admiring the architecture. We went back to the hotel after that, and she slept for hours.
She made sure to hold our hands as equally as possible. Sometimes, she would just stop and give us each a kiss. Sometimes on our cheeks, sometimes on our lips.
As we waited to cross the street, she turned to me and kissed me on the lips, her sweet mouth causing all the blood to rush south.
She turned to Jackson and kissed him just the same.
I saw an older woman watching us, her jaw nearly falling to the ground. Others were trying not to stare but I could tell they were curious.
The fact that we still all looked identical I’m sure confused them even more.
“Is there anything else you want to see?”
