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
See this is always the risk with games like this, it's all fun and lighthearted before the tables are turned and it's your turn. I don't have very many funny childhood memories to draw my knowledge from, I was going to have to dig deep on this one. "Um, I took gymnastics as a kid, and up to a year
Jury's in, I am unable to put my legs all the way behind my head. But I'm pretty close, and we both had a lot of fun trying to make it happen. Now here I sit in the window sill of Rhodes's Paris apartment at 2:54am; balancing a mug of tea on the ball of my knee as I stare down at the streets below.
I'd love to see what he looks like if he let his facial hair grow in a little bit, but I don't know how likely that is to happen. "You're sweet, now lets sleep" I whisper gently and curl my body up into the side of his, my head lying on Rhodes's shoulder. I can feel him place a soft kiss to the top
Three hours later we are back in the middle of Paris, having just left the Eiffel Tower we've found a little market. I'm a sucker for a good market, so I drag Rhodes through the stalls looking for nothing in particular. I find a stand that I like very much, a young father and son are selling their w
"Merci" I say quietly as the waiter places down the small pastry in front of me. Across the table from me, Rhodes stifles a small chuckle as he takes a sip of his coffee. "What, did I say it wrong?" I ask him quietly after the waiter leaves. I thought I had it right, I'm slowly becoming completely m
"Hey, you okay?" Rhodes phone is placed back in his pocket and his attention is placed directly on me. "You've gone pretty pale" he observes. I nods my head, swallowing the lump in my throat. "I don't think I'm going to enjoy flying" I meekly reply, I'm not going to let him in on my inner ramblings
"Wanna give one a go?" I suggest to her with a small grin."Might be a bit premature, don't think Max is the marriage type quiet yet" She responds with a quiet giggle, then catches herself as we all stop and gape at her. She hasn't mentioned Max in that context in a very long time. Behind Poppy, Fra
"It's stunning sweetheart, absolutely stunning" My mum comments excitedly as I allow my hands to rest at my sides, my reflection making my heart race quickly. I'm wearing a wedding dress. Maybe not the wedding dress, but a wedding dress none the less. It all seems insane to think that I had spent th
Fran, Bianca and now Sarah are at the racks, perhaps browsing for me or for Fran, who recently moved to London and is flat hunting with her boyfriend Zayn."They have wedding dresses at charity shops? I can't tell if that's bleak or romantic" Poppy comments quietly to me as I sit down beside her."
"You are referred to as exactly what you are, a man, while I am referred to as my relationship to you, a wife. Like the only identifiable thing about me is that now I am your wife but you still get to be a man in your own right" I explain. It's something that's always irked me while watching TV show
"You forget we had sex in a bookstore?" Rhode leans in close and murmurs to me, heat rising on my cheeks instantly. One of my wilder moments I would say."Did not forget that, but I'd rather not have to explain that story to, well anyone" I say with an embarrassed giggle. I definitely told at least
"Please, take it" He states in a soft tone that makes butterflies flit around my stomach. "When?" He adds with a little more urgency."How about, before the years end?" I suggest. It's early October now so going into the colder England months, it's not exactly going to be extraordinary weather but t
"Thank you" I mumble against his lips, brushing my nose against his. His hand lingers on my hip as I come down off of my tiptoes, the wind blowing some of my hair into my face."I'll support you either way, it's up to you" He softly states, his eyes never leaving mine as his hand leaves my hip and t
"Hey, you remember yesterday when we had the family over for lunch?" I say just as we approach the small coffee stand near the fountain at the centre of the park. It's run by a father and son out of a truck that normally attracts a large crowd of locals but today seems a little isolated, supposed we
"To be honest, I feel anxious about taking her out on my own" Rhode states honestly as we wait at the corner for our crosswalk light to turn green. It's a surprising admission that immediately gets my attention."You've never mentioned anything like that" I express as I put a hand on his arm while h