“I will.”
I am. Because of him. And scrambled eggs on toast.
* * *
An hourlater I crawl back into bed, my belly full and my eyes tired. Pulling at Mason’s arm, I slip in under the sheets, letting him pull me back and into his warmth.
“Where have you been?” he asks, kissing my neck.
“I was hungry. I got you a croissant.” I smile to myself.
“Hmm, I was going to take you out for breakfast.”
“You still can, it’s early yet.”
“Good. We can work off that croissant and then go for round two,” he says, rolling me to my back and hovering above me.
“I had eggs.” I bite the inside of my cheek, trying to stop my smile.
“Eggs? And I got a measly croissant?” He nips at my ear, playfully.
“You were asleep. It would have gone cold.”
“Right, let’s work off those eggs, then we are going to feed me. My Pixie is an impatient little devil.”
I laugh into his neck as he pins me to the mattress.
* * *
Mase
I chuckleto myself as Nina bounces over to the elderly couple at the nearby benches. They smile up at her as she speaks to them, and her infectious personality has them warming to her instantly. The elderly gent stands, taking the camera from Nina just as I make it over to her.
“Come on, I want to get the whole tower in the picture,” she says, pulling me in the opposite direction to where I was headed.
She hasn’t stopped all day. We have been to the Louvre, the Triomphe and now the Eiffel Tower. She didn’t want to stop for lunch, but I made her, promising to come back again soon so we can see more of the city.
Once she finds the perfect spot, she plants herself in front of me, beaming at the man just a few feet away who holds my camera in his wrinkled hands. I wrap my arms around her waist, hugging her to me, then direct a rare smile at the camera.
She looks up at me, a dimple forming on her cheek. It gives me pause. So many thoughts whirl through my mind, but what I have in my pocket is at the forefront.
Nina frowns as she searches my eyes. “What is it?”
The world around us creeps into the moment, stealing her attention as the crowds of people on the green start cheering and whistling. I look up from Nina, scanning the area until I see them.
“Oh, Mase! He just proposed, how romantic. Woooo, congratulations!” she shouts, cupping her mouth with both hands.
I shake my head, laughing as I lean in to kiss her neck.
Now is definitely not the time.
“Thank you so much!” Nina exclaims, running to retrieve the camera.
She starts to snap photos of me as I approach her, and I shove my hands in my pockets, squeezing the rounded edge.
“Stop that. I will have a million photos of myself at this rate.” I pull her to me by the camera strap that hangs around her neck, dropping my lips to hers. I suck her bottom lip into my mouth and then pull away.
“Where to next?”
