In my wildest dreams, I never could have imagined being in love in Paris.
Clocks and calendars don't exist. There is only day and night and William.
When we arrived at the hotel, he practically had to carry me through the lobby because I kept stumbling into things in a daze, unable to believe what I was seeing. Everything shimmered and glowed. Chandeliers the size of cars, indoor fountains, people elegantly dressed. And our room was even better. Cream furniture, artwork on the walls, a furnished balcony overlooking the magical city, the Eiffel Tower in the distance.
It took us two days to leave the massive suite because every time I got dressed in one of the new outfits that had been waiting for me, William felt the need to take it off. We've made love in every room of the suite several
