“Whatever you say, now go get ready. We’ve got some exploring to do.”
“THIS IS SO AMAZING!” Megan exclaims as we board the express train to Paris. “I can’t believe we’ll be in Paris in under three hours.”
“Simon insisted this was the best way for us to get there,” I tell her once we’ve found our seating area and have settled in for the trip. Yesterday’s tour around London was excellent. We hit up all the traditional tourist spots around the city, marking so many amazing things off of Megan’s travel bucket list. I still have to remember that she’s never had the ability to travel around like I have, so to see things through her eyes for the first time has been an amazing experience for me. I love that I’m the one that gets to experience this with her, that I’m able to make this all possible.
“Are we going to be able to go see the Eiffel Tower tonight?” she asks, practically bouncing in her chair from her excitement as we start to pull away from the train station.
“Yes, we’ll get to see it light up from the restaurant that I booked us at for dinner, as it overlooks it. I was able to request tower views when making the reservations.”
“Perfect! Thank you for appeasing me and for making this trip so special.”
“It’s my pleasure, I promise,” I assure her. We fall into a silence as we watch the world speed past us, as the train speeds down the track at over one hundred miles per hour.
We make it to Paris and to the hotel I booked for us. I didn’t tell Megan beforehand that our hotel room would also overlook the Eiffel Tower. I knew that seeing the tower, both in the daytime and when it was lit up at night, was on her bucket list, so I figured why not book a room that would give us views of it at all times of the day. If I play my cards right, and everything goes the way I’ve planned it all out, we can make love to the glow of the lights for the first time as an engaged couple.
“What do you think?” I ask Megan as I hold open the suite door for her to enter. I tip the bellman, who follows us up with the luggage cart, once he’s done offloading the bags and placing them inside our room.
“Good day, sir, please let us know if we can be of any assistance during your stay.”
“Thank you, we will,” I assure him before closing the suite door and joining Megan over by the windows.
“It’s gorgeous. Why didn’t you tell me we’d have a view?” she asks, obviously stunned by the view we have.
“I wanted to surprise you with it,” I answer her honestly.
“It’s a great surprise, the best, in fact.” She looks genuinely happy right now.
“What do you say we freshen up and then go explore, maybe find a light lunch?” I suggest.
“That sounds perfect!” she agrees. I grab our bags and set them on the luggage stands, making sure they’re out of the way so she doesn’t get caught up on anything with her chair.
I take our toiletry bags into the bathroom, helping get things set out like I know she prefers them to be, before joining her once again out in the main part of the room.
“I’m ready when you are.”
“Then let’s go!” she tells me, turning away from the windows and the view.
I hold her left hand, her right always controlling her chair, as we make our way down the sidewalk. It’s not always easy navigating spaces such as these side by side, as people don’t always make room for a chair to pass, and with the larger crowds in this touristy area, it’s kind of surprising that I’m able to do so without much stopping.
“What sounds good to you?” I ask as we start to pass by a few bakeries and street vendors selling everything from kebabs to crepes.
“I think a sandwich from one of the bakeries would be fine.”
“Alrighty,” I agree. “That place over there looks like it would be a good place to try.”
We make our way over to the bakery entrance and inside. We place our order at the counter, and then head out onto the terrace and grab a table that is easy to get to. I pull one of the chairs away from the table, sliding it out of the way, and leaving it against the makeshift wall they created with a short fence that borders the terrace area from the sidewalk that runs along it, as well.
“What are our plans for tonight?” Megan asks once we’re both settled at the table. I open my bottle of water, taking a hearty drink of it before setting it down on the table.
“Special dinner reservations, and then whatever we get ourselves into tonight,” I tell her, still attempting to keep where we’ll be eating a secret.
“You’re really not going to tell me where we’re going, are you?” she asks as I hear them call out our order number.
“I’ll be right back,” I tell her as I hop up to go grab our food from the counter.
I set the tray down on our table, then retake my seat across from Megan. We both dig in to our sandwiches, moaning at the amazing freshness and pop of flavor that comes from the food.
“It’s a good thing that we’re only here for a few days total. I’d gain a ton of weight if I was here much longer and eating all this amazing bread and food all the time,” Megan muses as we continue to eat our lunches.
Once we’ve both finished, we head back out to explore. We take in all the sites in the area as we walk around for a few hours.
“We should probably start heading back to the hotel soon to get ready for dinner.” She obviously doesn’t know of my plans for tonight, but on top of the proposal, I’ve also set up to have a photographer in the shadows capturing all of it for us, since none of our family is here to witness what happens.
“I’m okay with that. I’m getting a little on the tired side, anyways,” Megan tells me as we head in the direction of the hotel.
“CAN you at least tell me what I should wear tonight?” she calls out to me as I’m showering.
“Something nice, we’re eating at a five-star restaurant,” I call out to her as she sits in the doorway. She can see all of me on display, as the bathroom has a large glass enclosed shower. The glass isn’t shaded at all, so I catch her wandering eyes taking me in. “Quit looking at me like that or I’ll haul you in here with me and pin you up against the wall and fuck you until you can’t stand for a week.”
“That doesn’t sound like much of a threat,” she says on a laugh, and I just shrug my shoulders.
“You just say the word and I’ll make it happen,” I tell her. I watch her reaction to my words. Her cheeks pink, and her thighs rub together. I know I could come out of this shower and have her naked and beneath me in a matter of seconds. But, if I did that, we’d miss out on our dinner and everything else I have planned tonight, so I turn my attention back to finishing up my shower.
“How does this look?” Megan asks once I’m out of the shower and dried off. I look at her as she stands next to the bed, leaning against it for support.
“Amazing. You look fucking phenomenal tonight,” I tell her as I close the distance between the bathroom doorway and where she’s standing. I push my hands along her cheeks, cupping her entire face in my palms. “I’m one lucky bastard to have you on my arm tonight.” Lord, help me have the strength to get through tonight, I think quickly to myself as I press my lips to hers. She hasn’t done her makeup yet, so I don’t have to worry about smearing anything and causing her to have to redo it before we can leave.