*Olivia*

“Holy shit, Paris?!” I shrieked so loudly that Giovani jumped underneath me. “Sorry,” I said more quietly, my entire body buzzing with excitement.

He smiled and wrapped his arms tighter around me, pulling me in for another long kiss before helping me return to a seated position. I straightened my clothes quickly, not wanting to waste a single second of our time in Paris.

Of all the places I had imagined for this trip, Paris was one that I ...