‘I can't believe you finally chose to bring me here after six f*****g months!’ I glare playfully at Hector as he passes me champagne. We're standing on the balcony of our hotel room, staring out at the Eiffel Tower protruding into the sky in the distance.
‘So sorry babe,’ he smiles at my frown, clinking our glasses. His hands go around my waist and he holds me close as we stare into the bright lights of Paris. It's always been my dream to come here and now that's fulfilled all because of my charming husband. Yes, he might be too busy to take me places and spoil me more often but any little chance he gets, he makes it worthwhile. Besides, s*x with him serves as a bribe to keep me from complaining and so far it seems to be working. We're so damn attracted to one another and it's grown over
