"That's very sweet," Sabrina smiled at Edward.
"But?"
He challenged, with an arched eyebrow.
When he saw her reluctance.
"But with that sweet gesture aside, Paris would have been a horrible idea."
She giggled.
"Why is that?"
His brows furrowed as he asked.
"I just feel like it would've been majorly uncomfortable for you," she began.
"I mean, from what I hear, Paris tends to be the one place in the world, where men aren't allowed to bend and tie their shoelaces."
"Ohh!"
Edward threw his head back as he fell into deep bouts of laughter.
"Because the women accompanying them tend to assume that they're proposing, when they do so?"
He checked, still in stitches.
"Yep," she joined in too.
Loving the infectious energy, that was surrounding them.
In that light and humorous
