I'm always worrying about what comes next and how to prevent disaster. Always bracing myself for the blow, getting myself ready to pick myself back up if everything goes to shit. "That's just who I am" I mumble quietly and shrug. Poppy is still giving me that same old sad smile, I see it so often.
Even though it's my last day working at the cafe it feels like it drags on at an agonisingly slow pace. As I deliver the various plates of food to customers all I can think about in my head are the various things I need to do before the car picks me up this afternoon. Rhodes arranged everything for
I try to be quick, loading all of my possessions into the trays and passing them through the X-rays before presenting my passport to the female officer. Without so much as a word she ticks some boxes on my ticket and places a loud stamp to my passport before handing it back to me. The enthusiastic E
"Welcome to Paris Miss Kendrick" Ambrose smiles at me in the rear view mirror as I climb into the car and slide over to let Rhodes climb in beside me. Ah, there he is. "Thank you Ambrose, how are you?" I smile as I reply. Rhodes shuts the door beside him and places his hand on my knee. "Very good
"I don't have an apartment at the hotel in Paris, so I have this place instead" Rhodes informs me as we begin to climb the curling staircase against the left hand side wall. "It's not really my style but it's only a few blocks from the hotel so it's nice and handy" My boots make an echo as I climb
I decide to spend a few hours in the Louvre while I wait for Rhodes to finish up with his meeting. Mia and Devon guide me through the priority lines so that I can get my ticket and audio guide without having to wait in the massive queue of fellow tourists. I would feel guilty but it's only open for
I get it's historically incredible and it's a very well done piece of art, but so are a lot of pieces of art in this place and they don't get guards and bullet proof glass. "Turn around love" Rhodes says behind me, I turn to see him holding his phone up, about to take a photo of me. "No don't!" I
"Look at me, finally spending some of your money" I muse, grinning from ear to ear as we exit the bookshop, my carrier bag slung over my shoulder with 8 books both new and old. My hand is threaded back in between Rhodes's as he rolls his eyes. "That's your money baby, and I'm glad you enjoyed it" h