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Yet another reason why I’m glad we moved here.
We decided to make Paris our full-time home before Amelia was born. We loved Briar Point, but it never felt likeus. This city is where our relationship was born, where we both feel most at home, and where we want to raise our children.
So we sold the apartment in the Latin Quarter and bought a bigger house on the outskirts of the city. It’s a dream come true.
Ronan stepped back from his role with his company, but I couldn’t get him to fully retire. Instead, he helps Matis with L’Amour, something I can’t really complain about. Three nights a week, we leave the kids with the au pair and go into the club together—sometimes to work and sometimes to play.
He’s really started to expand his horizons, if only to indulge me in the thingsIenjoy, and when he’s open to it, we invite others to join us.
Just thinking about it has me anxious to take the kids home and get ready for another night out. As we walk across the park, Julian still in Ronan’s arms, I think about how Ronan and I met.
“Why don’t we do an auction at L’Amour?” I ask.
He puts his hand at the small of my back as he considers my question. “I can bring it up to Matis. I’m not sure why I haven’t thought about that.”
“It might be a great draw for membership. Not to mention, they’re very fun.”
He smiles. “And you can meet the love of your life in an auction.”
“I don’t think that’s common,” I reply.
“No, but it happens.”
“What’s an auction?” Julian asks, lifting his head from Ronan’s shoulder.
“Um…” I say, letting my voice trail off.
“It’s where people can buy very valuable things.”
“Like in a shop?” he asks.
“Sort of,” Ronan replies, looking more confused than Julian.
“Does Daddy have lots of money for the shop?”
“Yes, Daddy has money for the shop,” I say, brushing his brown hair away from his eyes.
“Because Daddy is rich?” Julian mumbles, making both of us laugh.
Ronan flips him around and hoists him up until Julian is sitting on his shoulders, keeping a tight hold of one of his legs. “Yes, buddy. Daddy is the richest man in thewholeworld,” he jokes in a booming voice.
“In thewholeworld?” Julian asks in amazement.
Then, Ronan brings his free hand around my shoulder, squeezing me tight as we slowly stroll down the pathway of the park. With his lips against my head, he softly replies, “Yes, Daddy is the richest man in the whole world.”
And I know he’s not talking about money.
