Marcel’ POV I love how the room now smells like her. Her scent of cherry blossom and chocolate is so addicting. “I bought you jeans and a sweater at the gift shop.” I yelled through the bathroom door. She opens the door and peeked out, and I hand her the bag. “Thank you, Marcel.” She says and quickly takes it, and closes the door. I can’t help but chuckle softly at her shyness. When she comes out of the bathroom, I smile. “You look perfect,” I say and she giggles. “Thank you, how did you know my size?” she asks, and I look at her from head to toe and then back up. f**k, she is so beautiful and perfect. “It isn’t hard to guess,” I said and opened the room door. We need to leave before I do something we aren’t ready for. “Where are you taking me for dinner?” I ask her and she chuckles

