NANNY FOR MENDES.

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*THERE IS SEX IN HERE EVERYBODY!*

I texted Julien right before I went to bed last night.

"Shawn and I are coming to Paris, cuz."

"Fucking great. I'll tell everyone, then. We'd love to have you and your husband here, cousine. When are you coming exactly?"

"Tomorrow morning, I'm taking a flight to Paris. And since I'm in Rome, it won't take long, then."

"Okay, then. I'll get your room, ready. Can't wait!"

"Be sure to tell Emile :)"

"Definitely :)"

We're in our jet, currently in air.

"So, tell me about your family there."

"I have three aunts. Bridgette, the eldest, Amélie, the second eldest and Camille, the third eldest. My mom is the youngest."

"Your cousins? I've seen several people who look like you at the wedding."

"Yup. There's J, of course and his sister, Julie. They're Amélie's kids. Jean and Pierre, Camille's kids. And Emile and Pascale, Bridgette's kids."

"What about their husbands?"

"My aunts' husbands are pretty nice. But they only visited once when I was there last night in Jul's house because they had to leave soon for business. They're business partners."

"Tell me more, baby."

"Bridgette's husband is named Antoine, Amélie's husband is Charles and Camille's husband is Gabriel. Overall, my favorite cousin is Jul, and my favorite people in this family are Jul, his sister and his parents. My least favorite are Emile and her people." I roll my eyes at the mention of her name.

"Why is that?"

"You'll see why, baby."

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Julien opens the door.

I throw myself into his arms. And squeeze him.

"Hey!"

"Hey there, newlywed!"

"I can't believe I'm here."

"Finally!"

Just then, Amélie comes.

I pull back and hug her.

I hear Shawn and Jul say hi behind me.

"Tante Amélie! Tu m'a beaucoup manqué, chérie!" (Aunt Amélie! I missed you a lot, darling!)

"Toi aussi, my belle fille!" (You too, my beautiful girl!)

We pull apart.

"Hello, Shawn."

"Hello, Mrs... What's your last name?" I think he looks embarrassed. 

"Just Amélie, darling." She pulls him in for a hug.

Awe.

Seeing my aunt and my husband like this is so heart-filling.

They pull apart.

"Did you tell everyone we're here?" I ask, sounding so innocent.

"Oh, yes. I did." Jul smirks.

Shawn looks from me to Jul, confused.

"Please, no trouble with Emile. Pour l'amour de Dieu." (For God's sake)