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“Um… hold up. Your wife?”
“Where did you think our relationship would lead?”
“I don’t know… I didn’t think about marriage,” I sputter, momentarily beyond words, while trying to digest this all. “I just thought about us being together, and that’s it.”
“Okay, well, here’s the thing. I’m in love with you, and I refuse to let you go again. I want a future with you. I want to call you my wife, one day, apparently the day you stop freaking out over it…”
I smack a pillow in his face. The overwhelming feeling fades, and the realization of his pure intentions bring a welcoming smile. “You’ve just caught me by surprise. And besides, as if I could ever say no to you.”
Noah angles his head, brushing his lips against my mouth in a soft kiss. “I’m charming. It’s one of the only things I have going for me.”
“Uh-uh. That’s not true. You also have beautiful lips and nice hair.” My hand wanders between his legs where he is rock hard. “And the most perfect cock in the world.”
“Hmm,” he moans. “According to Eric, it’s supposed to be Orlando Bloom.”
I climb on top of him, sliding myself on. “You’ve got five hours left to show me just how perfect it is.”
“Oh, baby,” Noah groans, bucking his hips. “Get ready.”
Like he has always done, Noah makes me forget that the entire world exists, and the only thing on my mind is him.
Saying goodbye is hard but knowing I’ll be back forever, changes my outlook. We agree to go house hunting upon my return, our first step to cementing our relationship. Although Noah makes it known that he has little patience for architecture, if I brought up the words ‘meticulous craftsmanship’ or ‘wainscotting,’ he said he’d swap him out for Eric.
A typical male and lucky for him, I love architecture and design. So does Eric.
I decide to keep my apartment in Paris, renting it out to someone who works at Lexed. In ways, it feels like I’m giving up everything I’ve ever known, but I welcome this new journey because it’s time to live my happily ever after.
I even connected with Olivia on Facebook. She’s actually pretty easy-going, and one day, she calls me to chat. I can see why Noah is more relaxed with her. Olivia is very rational and wants to get together when I come home. She also asks about how comfortable I will be in Nash’s life. Given that I haven’t met him, I don’t know exactly how to respond, but I suggest we talk more when I get back.
As for Morgan, Noah says she won’t be easy. It isn’t about another woman being in Noah’s life.
It’s me.
The woman who she believes has always owned Noah’s heart.
I know this will be a battle, and one I have no idea how to conquer. So, for now, unlike Olivia, who welcomes me into her son’s life with open arms, I’m yet to have any communication with Morgan Bentley.
The biggest hurdle is yet to come—meet face to face with the woman who hates me most of all.
A scorned ex-wife who holds her cards close to her chest, ready to strike at any moment.
But before I embark on what’ll be my greatest journey yet, I have to say goodbye to one of my greatest loves—Paris.
Standing on my balcony as I’ve done many times before, I take it all in from every angle possible. The cool air and soft breeze rustle with the leaves falling on the sidewalk. Warm, earth-tone colors replace the blossoming flowers with the hint of winter upon us.
This city—romantic, magical, in a league of its own—will always be my first true love.
I’ve rediscovered who I am and have allowed myself to explore things outside of my normally controlled comfort zone. I’ve been bold with my choices, yet disciplined when faced with challenges. And I’ve learned that the most cherished memories you’ll ever make are with the person you love.
Paris taught me how to fall in love.
With a place, my best friend, and most importantly, myself.
“Au revoir mon amour,” I whisper in the autumn night. “Until next time.”
KATE
Noah loves his toys.
