know where to find you," Roberto explained quickly.
"So you have ulterior motives… that’s fine.” She chuckled; he was unbearably sweet. “I'll meet you in the lobby at 11:30; now leave me alone so I can go to sleep."
Roberto laughed. "Goodnight bellisima; sweet dreams."
“Night,” Sherry said, then hung up and promptly fell asleep again.
"Bonjour, Roberto, Hello, Sherry," Sophie greeted them as she stood and walked around her desk. Roberto had picked her up at 11:30 on the dot and drove to downtown Paris, where Sophie’s realty office was located. The receptionist had waved them in as soon as she caught sight of Roberto—apparently he was well-known here.
"Hello, Sophie, it's nice to meet you," Sherry told her, and the exchanged air kisses on each cheek, the traditional French greeting. Sophie did the same for Roberto, although Sherry gleaned from the look in the woman’s eye that she wished it was more than just an air kiss. While she couldn’t blame her—Roberto was a handsome man, after all—it didn’t stop the completely uncalled-for pang of jealousy from rising up.
"Today I will be showing you some flats in the second and seventh district," Sophie beamed at both of them after the pleasantries were out of the way. “We will start in the second district, since that is where you work. Let's get going, because we have seven flats to see today!
The first flat they saw was a beautiful ground floor flat, a one bedroom that was one-hundred square meters, located on Rue Greneta. It was a charming space, and at thirty-five hundred Euros per month the price wasn’t bad, but the bathroom was too small for her liking. The next one was on Rue Montmartre, another one-bedroom. Though it was located on the fifth floor, was completely renovated, and came with a charming little terrace, it was only eight square meters and cost more than the first flat. They went through several more flats in this vein, some nicer than others, none for quite the right price and value that she was looking for.
The last one was a delightful seventy square meters, a one-bedroom on the seventh floor of an apartment complex located on Rapp. It was quite a bit pricier than the others at forty-four hundred Euros, but it more than made up for it as they walked out onto the terrace and got a good look at the view. The expanse of the city spread out before her, and spearing above it all was the Eiffel Tower, resplendent against the clear, blue sky.
"Oh, I really like this one, Roberto" Sherry sighed as she admired the view.
Roberto nodded. “It’s a very nice flat,” he agreed. “Why don’t we go and have drinks and discuss our options?” They all agreed, and settled down at the nearest café. Sophie checked her watch and was surprised to see that it was nearly five o’clock—the time had flown today!
"Do you think you'll make an offer on one the flats you saw today or do you want to see more?" asked Sophie after they’d finished going over the pros and cons of the flats they’d seen today.
"There are two that I really liked, but I'm not sure," Sherry admitted.
"Don't take too long to decide because flats go quickly here. Take my card and call me when you've made a decision.” She slid a laminated business card across the table. “It's been nice meeting you Sherry, and wonderful seeing you again Roberto, but unfortunately I have another client to see." She set her wine glass down on the table and stood up to leave.
Roberto and Sherry stood as well. "It's always a pleasure seeing you Sophie," he told her warmly, kissing her on the cheek.
"Thanks you for showing me flats today; I'll call you soon." Sherry promised, exchanging kisses with Sophie once again, who then left.
"Should we stay and have something to eat or do you want me to take you back to your hotel?" Roberto asked as he poured another glass of wine
"You don’t need to ask me that," Sherry told him.
"Why not?” He frowned, puzzled. “Aren't you
"So you have ulterior motives… that’s fine.” She chuckled; he was unbearably sweet. “I'll meet you in the lobby at 11:30; now leave me alone so I can go to sleep."
Roberto laughed. "Goodnight bellisima; sweet dreams."
“Night,” Sherry said, then hung up and promptly fell asleep again.
"Bonjour, Roberto, Hello, Sherry," Sophie greeted them as she stood and walked around her desk. Roberto had picked her up at 11:30 on the dot and drove to downtown Paris, where Sophie’s realty office was located. The receptionist had waved them in as soon as she caught sight of Roberto—apparently he was well-known here.
"Hello, Sophie, it's nice to meet you," Sherry told her, and the exchanged air kisses on each cheek, the traditional French greeting. Sophie did the same for Roberto, although Sherry gleaned from the look in the woman’s eye that she wished it was more than just an air kiss. While she couldn’t blame her—Roberto was a handsome man, after all—it didn’t stop the completely uncalled-for pang of jealousy from rising up.
"Today I will be showing you some flats in the second and seventh district," Sophie beamed at both of them after the pleasantries were out of the way. “We will start in the second district, since that is where you work. Let's get going, because we have seven flats to see today!
The first flat they saw was a beautiful ground floor flat, a one bedroom that was one-hundred square meters, located on Rue Greneta. It was a charming space, and at thirty-five hundred Euros per month the price wasn’t bad, but the bathroom was too small for her liking. The next one was on Rue Montmartre, another one-bedroom. Though it was located on the fifth floor, was completely renovated, and came with a charming little terrace, it was only eight square meters and cost more than the first flat. They went through several more flats in this vein, some nicer than others, none for quite the right price and value that she was looking for.
The last one was a delightful seventy square meters, a one-bedroom on the seventh floor of an apartment complex located on Rapp. It was quite a bit pricier than the others at forty-four hundred Euros, but it more than made up for it as they walked out onto the terrace and got a good look at the view. The expanse of the city spread out before her, and spearing above it all was the Eiffel Tower, resplendent against the clear, blue sky.
"Oh, I really like this one, Roberto" Sherry sighed as she admired the view.
Roberto nodded. “It’s a very nice flat,” he agreed. “Why don’t we go and have drinks and discuss our options?” They all agreed, and settled down at the nearest café. Sophie checked her watch and was surprised to see that it was nearly five o’clock—the time had flown today!
"Do you think you'll make an offer on one the flats you saw today or do you want to see more?" asked Sophie after they’d finished going over the pros and cons of the flats they’d seen today.
"There are two that I really liked, but I'm not sure," Sherry admitted.
"Don't take too long to decide because flats go quickly here. Take my card and call me when you've made a decision.” She slid a laminated business card across the table. “It's been nice meeting you Sherry, and wonderful seeing you again Roberto, but unfortunately I have another client to see." She set her wine glass down on the table and stood up to leave.
Roberto and Sherry stood as well. "It's always a pleasure seeing you Sophie," he told her warmly, kissing her on the cheek.
"Thanks you for showing me flats today; I'll call you soon." Sherry promised, exchanging kisses with Sophie once again, who then left.
"Should we stay and have something to eat or do you want me to take you back to your hotel?" Roberto asked as he poured another glass of wine
"You don’t need to ask me that," Sherry told him.
"Why not?” He frowned, puzzled. “Aren't you
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