Aira took Alden to the most popular tourist destination in Paris—the Eiffel Tower. They walked closer and closer to the glittering structure.
Aira jogged ahead toward it, feeling the joy of a new and exciting experience before her. The spring breeze brushed her cheeks in the slightly chilly night air.
Alden watched Aira run ahead, puzzled at first, then hurried his pace to catch up with his girl.
“Are you happy?” Alden asked, seeing the wide smile on his lover’s face.
“Yeah. A lot.” Aira twirled with her arms wide open. Her eyes were closed, and her smile remained on her lips.
While her eyes were still shut, she felt an arm wrap around her waist.
“You could fall,” Alden whispered gently behind her ear.
Aira couldn’t hold back her smile. She closed her eyes again, this time enjoying
