Chapter Twenty Eight_I needed more

Elena.

I was also a horrible parent for going along with Sebastian's next plan.

He had a babysitter hired, one of the best in Paris, and the kids would be protected twenty-four seven, apparently.

"We have to go for dinner. I have a reservation at the Eye of Paris."

No, please. Twenty minutes later, an off the shoulder sky blue gown with round sleeves hugged my curves.

Courtesy of my little shopping trip.

"You look beautiful." Sebastian said as we crossed the lobby to get to the elevator that would take us to the garage.

"Thank you."

He opened the door for me like a true gentleman, and I slid in. I was unsure how many eyes were on us since I didn't have the particular skill to know when I was being followed.

"Do you have any special requests tonight?"

I raised an eyebrow at him, wondering why that question.

"Anything like jewelery or a special trip up the Eiffel Tower or something funky and romantic."

If my whole body could eye roll, it would. A man wanting to be romantic did not need