‘We did!’ I grinned.
‘We make a great team.’
‘Can’t argue with that,’ I said as we stepped inside and the doors closed.
‘Merci, Laila.’ Gabriel stroked my cheek and my whole body lit up from his touch.
‘What are you thanking me for?’
‘For staying. For giving me a chance. For making me a very happy man.’
‘I’mthe one who should be thankingyou. I’ve had a fantastic time. And I’m sure you already know how happy you made me from the amount of times I screamed your name last night.’
‘I cannot argue with that,’ he said, repeating my words. ‘And now we will go to the South of France.’ Gabriel smiled.
‘Yeah…’ I paused. ‘I should really go to London. Once I’d visited the Eiffel Tower I’d planned to head back home, but then… I kind of got sidetracked.’
‘Sidetracked?’ Gabriel dipped his head, then brushed his lips over mine.
‘Oh, God.’ I squeezed my eyes shut as waves of pleasure rippled through me. How was it possible that I wanted to have himagain? ‘We shouldn’t…’ I said weakly, as the lift doors sprang open and he took my hand and led me to my room. ‘We’re supposed to be packing.’
‘We have time,’ Gabriel said. ‘I would tell you I can be quick, but I think that you would prefer if I went nice and slow.’ He smirked as I opened my room door and pulled him inside.
‘Okay, but thishasto be the last time…’ I said.
* * *
An hour and a half and two epic sex sessions later, I was scrambling around the bedroom, chucking my clothes into a suitcase.
Gabriel had just left to shower in his room and pack. We knew that if we went in the bathroom together, we’d end up getting up to no good again, so we agreed it was best if we got ready separately.
Half an hour later we were in the car on the way to the airport.
Excitement bubbled in my belly. I couldn’t believe we were jetting off to another part of France. This trip really was a dream come true. I couldn’t thank Juliette enough for giving me this opportunity.
Guilt washed over me as I thought about what Juliette and everyone on our street would say if they knew what I’d been doing.
It’d been days since I’d heard from Juliette and although I was relieved about not having to tell her about my match, I still felt terrible. She’d been so supportive. If it wasn’t for her, I wouldn’t even be here. I’d betrayed her in the worst way.
But I was having the time of my life. I’d finally got to see Paris and I’d enjoyed the most incredible sex with a man who wasn’t just gorgeous, but also kind and caring and so easy to be around. And this was only the first week.
Imagine what week two would be like. I hoped I’d get to stay to find out.
‘Are you excited?’ Gabriel asked.
‘Definitely! I can’t wait to see what the South of France is like and to go to this party tonight. Sounds like it’ll be a great celebration.’
‘Speaking of celebrations, is it not your birthday on Tuesday?’
My jaw dropped.
‘How did you know that?’
‘I told you, I remember alotof things about you.’ He tapped the side of his head.
Gabriel never ceased to amaze me.
‘Consider me seriously impressed. Yours I think is 13 February, right?’
