Our kind of Paris...
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I glance at the full-length mirror and nodded appreciatively at my reflection. I am wearing a simple creamy backless dress that falls few inches shy above my knees then put on a light brown leather jacket atop of it and paired it with a simple white sandals which Mr. Stranger bought for me. I did some light makeup on which is just putting a mascara and lip gloss then let my long curly ebony hair hung loose.
I can't believe I can be this simple as I often wear mini skirt and tight tank tops, in short, less linen a lot of skin. Okay, I’ve got to admit my style is sl*tty but I do have a principle and that is ‘don't let your choice of clothes define who you are.’ I took one last look and decided, I'm ready to go. I then went out the room and began searching for my date.
"Excuse me, Sir Ray." I called the man in his mid forties, who has a neatly combed hair wearing a simple polo and a baggy shorts, the care taker of Mr. Stranger's bungalow type house just near the beach resort and apparently, he is our back up the one who rescued us when we jumped off the cliff. He’s basically our hero that day.
And yep, we're in his house and we've been sleeping together in one room just 'literally' sleeping. Okay, with occasional make out session but that’s it and whenever we felt like it’s going to led into us doing the deed one has to actually leave the room and he would always volunteer to do that.
"Just call me Ray. What can I do for you ma'am?" he responded with so much politeness that made me cringe inside.
"Please, call me..." I paused debating if I should tell my real name or what Mr. Stranger would often call me. "Please, call me Missy." I decided for the latter smiling at the thought of my date.
"What can I do for you Missy?" he beamed a smile at me.
"I just want to ask, if have yo—" I didn't had the opportunity to finish my sentence as someone covered my eyes with his hand.
"Guess who." he sexily whispered onto my ear and I already know who this guy is like the back of my hand.
"You're Mr. Stranger." I removed his hand and faced him smiling sweetly.
"Hi, there young lady." he pulled me into a hug. "You are as beautiful as always like a Rhodora and more than a Rose." he said now caressing my cheeks.
"Thank you." I awed appreciatively. "Well, I needed to look beautiful if I have a stunning, hot and overflowing charisma guy beside me."
"You're just pleasing me." he said pinching my cheeks playfully.
“Of course not, I’m saying the truth and if you had known me for quite some time you’ll figure out I’m not a people pleaser.” Well, I'm not fooling him for he looks totally stunning in a dirty white polo paired with black pants and his tousled hair. He's sizzling HOT.
"Oh, missy. Trust me, I know.” he stated giving me a knowing smile as I shot him a questioning look. He knows? Am I such an open book to him? I asked wondering internally. “Let's go now." he offered his arms and I took it cheerfully as we bid our goodbyes to Ray.
"Can you manage to hop on? Or should we use my car?" he said with too much concern making me chuckle at him.
"I can manage." I beam a warm smile. After all, I can even manage to hop on wearing my mini skirt on the night when we escaped. He then put the helmet on my head and then his.
We rode on his glossy black Yamaha BMS Chopper. It's a very cool motorbike. Well, I have to say he's a motorbike kind of a guy. We then hit the road. The sun’s rays kissing my skin, the warm fresh air blowing my hair and the sight of the sparkling ocean stretched endlessly as a rainbow painted magically in the clear blue sky and most importantly, the person I am with sharing this wonderful scenery with me.
I used to believe Paris is the city of love but now, this trip to nowhere is my city of love.
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We stopped in a restaurant. My stomach grumbling for I'm truly hungry as we didn't eat breakfast for we had been in a deep slumber this morning. So, we're basically taking a brunch today. I didn't bother to look at the restaurant's name. After all, this is a trip to nowhere and I like to keep it like that.
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