WENDY’S POV
I'm not sure of it yet. We hung up and I slept off dreaming about Paris. I woke up late the next day and I was too late to make a grand gesture because he beat me to it.
Hayes had prepared a banquet with all my favorite meals and he even ordered a bouquet of roses, I ignored the butterflies in my stomach as I watched him set the table.
Where did that come from?
"Good morning" I eventually found my voice and his face lightened up as he saw me, "Wendy come have a seat with me" He replied and I smiled at him taking a seat on the couch.
"I wanted to make breakfast for you today," I confessed.
"Looks like I made it first" He chuckled.
"I'm sorry, I was acting childish and I shouldn't have left the suite without you" I apologized before he beat me to it again.
"It's fi
