… you’ll have to fall in love at least once in your life, or Paris has failed to rub off on you.

In the morning, that moment, when I knew it was you. When I could feel you breathing and we opened our eyes at the exact same time.

Her mouth set. “I’ve already lost one man I loved tonight. I will not lose the other.” She glared at him. “And curse you, you stone head, for making me say it first.