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Max said I should dress comfortably, that way, I won’t attract attention. I don’t think it’s going to work, but I’m willing to give it a try to keep the peace between us. I just hope me wearing jeans is not on the front page tomorrow.
Pulling the hoodie over my head, I smile at Max.
I’m still in shock that he’s trying to be more human, and I wasn’t lying when I said I appreciate it. I feel less tense around him.
The elevator opens in the parking area so we can sneak out the back, and I let Max check our surroundings before I join him.
“Where do you want to go?” he asks as we walk toward the exit.
“Anywhere. I usually drive around until I see something that draws my attention.”
He stops walking and asks, “Do you want to take the car?”
I shake my head. “It will be nice just to walk around. I never get to do that.”
Nodding, he places his hand on my lower back. Where it annoyed me the first time he did it without my permission, his touch now makes me feel protected, and I have to suppress the urge to move closer to him.
When we reach the sidewalk, Max doesn’t remove his hand and steps closer to me. Our sides are touching, and every brush of our clothes sends tingles of awareness spreading through me.
Even though I think Max is very attractive, I’ll never entertain the idea of starting something with him. Not because he’s my bodyguard but because men like him don’t look twice at women like me.
Maybe he would if I lost twenty to thirty pounds, which will never happen. I love food too much and refuse to starve myself for a man.
Max’s side pushes against mine as he says, “Turn left.”
I follow his lead and start to look around for something to photograph.
Nothing grabs my attention until we reach theArc de Triomphe. A pigeon is looking for food on the ground, and taking my camera, I choose a setting for black and white, then take a couple of photos.
Suddenly the bird takes flight, and I snap like crazy to get as many shots as possible. Once the pigeon is out of sight, I glance around for something else. I see an elderly woman waiting to cross the road while traffic zooms past her and take a photo from behind so her face isn’t visible.
When I start walking again, Max is right by my side. Enjoying the fresh air as the sun sets, I grin up at him. “Thank you for doing this.”
There’s a super-fast flash of emotion on his face before he nods.
We walk for half an hour in the direction of theEiffel Tower, and I get a couple of good shots as night falls over Paris.
Honestly, I don’t think I’ve ever walked around for such a long period of time. I never considered it could be fun.
We stop by a café and order two coffees to go. While I sip on the beverage, I glance at Max, then ask, “Are you at least enjoying yourself?”
He nods. “I love being outside. I get cabin fever when I’m stuck indoors.”
I’m surprised by the information. “Then it must be hell guarding me.”
He shakes his head. “It’s easier than I expected.”
“What did you expect?”
We cross a street before he answers, “A spoiled socialite who wakes up every morning choosing tantrums and violence.”
A burst of laughter escapes me. “No, that would be Juliette.”
A camera grabs my attention, and when I recognize the guy, I dart behind Max and almost glue myself to his back. “Paparazzi! He’s standing near the entrance to the Four Seasons hotel.”
“Probably waiting for someone to come out,” Max says. “He hasn’t spotted you yet.”
Max stops walking, and turning around, he tucks my blonde strands beneath the hoodie. “Just keep your head down. You look like a random tourist.”
