Seven Letters From Paris
“Which scared me to death. Of course, I knew when I left on this trip that I had very, very strong feelings for Jean-Luc, but they hadn’t seemed quite as well formed. He’d just been a man behind the words, but now he was very, very real, smart, sexy, and funny, better than I had imagined. Before we fell asleep after our day of discoveries, Jean-Luc whispered into my ear, “Je t’aime, mon coeur. Avec tout mon coeur et mon âme. I love you, my wife.”
His words jolted me upright. “Did you just ca...ll me your wife?”
He shrugged and popped his lips. “It’s the way I feel. Je t’aime.”
“Why?” I asked, not just for an affirmation, but because I was actually rather curious. Jean-Luc regarded me with a bemused expression. I asked him again. “Why do you love me?”
“I don’t have a choice. I just do.”
“Je t’aime aussi.” I snuggled into his embrace.MoreLess
His words jolted me upright. “Did you just ca...ll me your wife?”
He shrugged and popped his lips. “It’s the way I feel. Je t’aime.”
“Why?” I asked, not just for an affirmation, but because I was actually rather curious. Jean-Luc regarded me with a bemused expression. I asked him again. “Why do you love me?”
“I don’t have a choice. I just do.”
“Je t’aime aussi.” I snuggled into his embrace.MoreLess
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