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And what a beautiful day it had been.
A date, a… real… date with Maddox Coulter.
We spent the morning at the Modern Art Museum. True,
it was boring for Maddox, but he did it for me. He knew
how much I loved museums and viewing collections of art
over hundreds of years. Paris was rich with culture, and I’d
never grow tired of exploring the heart of France.
For lunch, we settled for a small picnic at Champs De
Mars, a 60-acre garden that used to grow vegetables and
grapevines in the sixteenth century until it was repurposed
for military training by Napoleon’s nearby academy. Today,
we could just enjoy the view of the garden while having
lunch.
We later explored the Trocadero gardens and had our
dessert there, from ice cream vendors. Maddox had his
favorite mango flavor, and I chose chocolate mint.
Everything had been so… perfect. As childish as it
sounded, I didn’t want the day to ever end.
It would have been the same scene if we had explored
Paris as friends. A normal outing between two best friends.
We would have gone to the same places, ate the same
food…
But this was… different.
Maddox held my hand. In fact, he barely let me go. He
secretly whispered dirty words in my ear, while we
explored the museum. We shared kisses while we ate our
ice cream, our lips quivering and numb.
He was completely in tune with me, always reaching out
for me, watching me closely, touching me.
His romantic side was finally showing, and I got to be
the first woman to see it.
It was special, I told myself.
But it was also a short affair, I reminded myself.
“So, where to now?”
Maddox grabbed my hand, tugging me to him. He folded
his arm around my shoulder, anchoring me to his side. He