his thumb to wipe the hot tears away that rolled down her cheeks. “I decided that a holiday in England was far better than one in the U.S.”
He shrugged his shoulders in an obvious attempt not to point out what a huge step this was. Because it really was. He was changing all of his plans to come with her, and he’d made sure they would be travelling in comfort.
“I won’t be able to pay you back Rob.”
He made an impatient noise in his throat and she smiled insanely. What a gorgeous sound. “I don’t care about money Michelle. I have a lot of it and I want an amazing holiday with you. Don’t even think about it. It’s nothing.”
Some of Michelle’s old confidence began to filter through to her battered pride and she took a deep breath. He had bought them two business class tickets and he had changed all of his plans to be with her. It was time to step up and give him something back.
“So, changing your plans from the U.S. to Europe has a little bit to do with me then?”
Rob laughed and lent forward again, kissing her until they were both breathless. No one kissed like him, her lips tingled with pleasure.
“It has everything to do with you. But there’s no pressure, Michelle. Whether we last two days in each other’s company or I drag you back to Australia four weeks from now. I just want to spend some time with you. Maybe spend Christmas together in Paris drinking red wine, and see what happens.”
Michelle’s eyes weren’t in sync with her happy heart, or perhaps they were, as two more tears slipped down her cheeks. This man was absolutely incredible. How had she got so lucky?
“You are so brave. I could never be like you.”
Rob squeezed her hand and buckled his seat belt. The captain’s voice came over the speaker and the plane began to move slowly back on to the run way.
This is really happening, he’s coming with me!
“Michelle, I’m too old to play games, and old enough to know what I want. And what I want is you.”
More tears fell but this time Michelle knew they were tears of happiness as she grabbed hold of Rob’s hand and together they flew to what could be a very bright future.
Epilogue
4 weeks later: New Year’s Eve.
Michelle relaxed in their small hotel room in Paris overlooking the square. She had had the most amazing holiday, ever.
Rob had convinced her not to look for an apartment or a job straight away, and instead had whisked her all over Europe.
She looked down at the photos she had just picked up from the local store. Flipping through them, she relived every moment of the love and adventure Rob had shared with her.
They had spent a few days in Croatia, which had been amazing. The sights, the people. She had bought an amazing gold necklace with a fob and heart that nestled between her collar bones. Or more specifically, Rob had bought it for her. Then they had taken a small plane and spent a week eating in Greece. The food had been amazing, the hospitality of the people unsurpassed. It had been cold, but they had stayed warm with Ouzo, beautiful sweets and made love by the fireplace.
Her favourite had been the few days they spent licking chocolate off one another in Switzerland. Chocolate was cheaper than fruit and vegetables, not that it mattered with Rob paying for everything. But she had loved being able to buy some decadent chocolate, melting it back at their apartment, then spending the rest of the night licking it off every part of Rob’s body. There were no taboo areas any more. Rob had changed the way she saw love making and her own body. She gave him everything she had because he always gave her everything she needed.
A week ago they had arrived in Paris for Christmas. They hadn’t left.
Christmas day had been the most amazing day of her life. Rob had taken her to a very expensive restaurant and wined and dined her. They had talked about music, family, and their travels. Then he had walked her home through the streets of Paris and told her
He shrugged his shoulders in an obvious attempt not to point out what a huge step this was. Because it really was. He was changing all of his plans to come with her, and he’d made sure they would be travelling in comfort.
“I won’t be able to pay you back Rob.”
He made an impatient noise in his throat and she smiled insanely. What a gorgeous sound. “I don’t care about money Michelle. I have a lot of it and I want an amazing holiday with you. Don’t even think about it. It’s nothing.”
Some of Michelle’s old confidence began to filter through to her battered pride and she took a deep breath. He had bought them two business class tickets and he had changed all of his plans to be with her. It was time to step up and give him something back.
“So, changing your plans from the U.S. to Europe has a little bit to do with me then?”
Rob laughed and lent forward again, kissing her until they were both breathless. No one kissed like him, her lips tingled with pleasure.
“It has everything to do with you. But there’s no pressure, Michelle. Whether we last two days in each other’s company or I drag you back to Australia four weeks from now. I just want to spend some time with you. Maybe spend Christmas together in Paris drinking red wine, and see what happens.”
Michelle’s eyes weren’t in sync with her happy heart, or perhaps they were, as two more tears slipped down her cheeks. This man was absolutely incredible. How had she got so lucky?
“You are so brave. I could never be like you.”
Rob squeezed her hand and buckled his seat belt. The captain’s voice came over the speaker and the plane began to move slowly back on to the run way.
This is really happening, he’s coming with me!
“Michelle, I’m too old to play games, and old enough to know what I want. And what I want is you.”
More tears fell but this time Michelle knew they were tears of happiness as she grabbed hold of Rob’s hand and together they flew to what could be a very bright future.
Epilogue
4 weeks later: New Year’s Eve.
Michelle relaxed in their small hotel room in Paris overlooking the square. She had had the most amazing holiday, ever.
Rob had convinced her not to look for an apartment or a job straight away, and instead had whisked her all over Europe.
She looked down at the photos she had just picked up from the local store. Flipping through them, she relived every moment of the love and adventure Rob had shared with her.
They had spent a few days in Croatia, which had been amazing. The sights, the people. She had bought an amazing gold necklace with a fob and heart that nestled between her collar bones. Or more specifically, Rob had bought it for her. Then they had taken a small plane and spent a week eating in Greece. The food had been amazing, the hospitality of the people unsurpassed. It had been cold, but they had stayed warm with Ouzo, beautiful sweets and made love by the fireplace.
Her favourite had been the few days they spent licking chocolate off one another in Switzerland. Chocolate was cheaper than fruit and vegetables, not that it mattered with Rob paying for everything. But she had loved being able to buy some decadent chocolate, melting it back at their apartment, then spending the rest of the night licking it off every part of Rob’s body. There were no taboo areas any more. Rob had changed the way she saw love making and her own body. She gave him everything she had because he always gave her everything she needed.
A week ago they had arrived in Paris for Christmas. They hadn’t left.
Christmas day had been the most amazing day of her life. Rob had taken her to a very expensive restaurant and wined and dined her. They had talked about music, family, and their travels. Then he had walked her home through the streets of Paris and told her
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