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“Paris. She went to Paris.” I look at him, confused. “She said she needed to breathe, and Paris helps her do that.”
“Fuck.”
“Hey, asshole.” Emma walks up behind Barry, wrapping her arms around him. “You really fucked her up. She’s a mess.”
“Where is she?”
Emma looks away from me but answers, “Do you even want her?”
“Yes, I want her.”
“Why?”
“Because I fucking love her,” I say, and shock myself as those words leave my mouth.
“Go to the Eiffel Tower at seven. She said she will ring me then, telling me she’s there, as she wants to watch the lights.”
“That’s in France,” I say, shocked.
Emma looks at me and gives me a pointed look. “Well, you better hurry, then.” She steps back with a smiling Barry as she shuts the door in my face.
Fuck! Paris.
Really?
I hate that place.
The last time I was here was with my mother. It was the last time I remember her happy. It’s mid-September and the weather’s nice, so I make my way to the tower and look around. There are many places she could be. Tourists line up everywhere to watch the tower as it shines bright. It really is a magnificent sight.
People come up to me asking me to buy shit. I ignore them and keep walking. I will find her. Tourists bump into me, as they’re too busy gazing upward instead of watching where they are going.
“Whiskey?”
That voice stops me. I turn around to see Lottie standing behind me.
She gives me a puzzled look, then glances around, confused. “Is that you?”
I walk up to her, and in two seconds I have her face in my hands and my lips on her mouth. She doesn’t kiss me back at first, but eventually she does. Her hands touch my arms, and she sinks into me. How I love her touch. Then, all of a sudden, she pulls back and looks at me.
“What…” She shakes her head.
“I came for you.”
“This isn’t some movie, Whiskey, where flying across the world and coming to tell me you love me will make this all better.”
“How did you know what I came to say?”
Lottie’s mouth opens and closes. “I was joking.” She rubs her arms and looks at me nervously.
“Should we go eat?” I ask.
She nods and I reach for her hand, but she pulls it away before I can capture it with mine. Waving a cab down, we slide in, and she directs him where to go, and soon we’re pulling up in front of a café called Angelina’s. Neither of us speak in the cab, but I can feel her watching me. I must admit I didn’t think this through.
The realization that I love this woman only happened a short time ago, and now that I know it, I don’t plan to lose her, no matter what. And I will do everything in my power to make sure she knows it.
She gets out of the cab, and I follow her inside. The waiter seats us, and Lottie orders a chocolate crepe and a coffee for me and tea for her.
“Do you want food?” she asks.
