The next day she was awakened by Quarin's kisses, and by the scent of coffee.
"Bonjour, sleepyhead!" he gave her another peck.
She replied with a broad smile.
“Uhmm… breakfast in bed! You know how to conquer a woman!"
While they ate, he illustrated the wonders they would visit that day.
The weather was splendid, and warm rays of sunlight reached the bed. She immediately felt more optimistic. She was in Paris, with Quarin, and in a few days she would start working in the kitchen of a starred restaurant.
They went out on foot, hand in hand, and headed along the river, enjoying the walk and the romantic atmosphere of the city.
Quarin was dressed casually, in jeans and a T-shirt, trying to hide from any photographers only thanks to a pair of sunglasses.
"Ahh, it's so restful to live li
