Chapter 3: Paris, the City of Love ๐Ÿ’Œ

After several hours, you finally arrive. You look up from Jacob's chest and see him smiling down on you. "You finally awake?" he grinned. "Yeah, heh heh, turbulence woke me up ๐Ÿ˜…" you reply. It felt so surreal; you and Jacob had never traveled together before. It was a nice break, and the world seemed so much bigger now.

"I love you" you say to him as you two get off the plane. "I love you, too" he whispered and kissed your cheek.

The car you rented was waiting outside the airport. A wide, pink Ferrari with the roof down. The paint shimmered in the dull streetlights. The heart-shaped headlights matched the romantic mood in the air perfectly. There was a light, warm breeze. You two could see the Eiffel Tower in the distance.ย  Jacob held your hand and walked you to the car and opened the door for you.

"Oh Jacob, you don't have to do all this" you blush.

"Oh, babe, you know I want to." he smiled reply. You felt your heart stop. Suddenly, you got an idea. A cheeky idea ๐Ÿ˜. "Hey Jacob, before we get to our inn can we stop somewhere; I want to change. These clothes are kinda dirty, and we might want to go to dinner, right?" you said.

"Of course," he replied, kind of suspiciously, "you don't have to give me a whole reasoning babe. ๐Ÿ˜…"

So, you two stop at a gas station. You brought your bag into the bathroom and changed into the bra he liked. You giggled menacingly ๐Ÿ˜ˆ. "I know what we're doing after dinner." You then put a baggy but formal dress on over it, styled your hair a bit, and walked out of the bathroom.

Jacob was standing at the register with 2 Monster Energy drinks in his hand. (He had gotten the flavor you liked.) He looked over at you after he paid. "Oh, wow," he gulped, looking at your dress, " you look beautiful darling." You smiled, blushing like crazy. "Huh, he called me darling, Paris must really bring out the romantics in people," you thought to yourself.ย 

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