I Left My Heart In Paris

Chapter 17

"Come on," Pierre exclaimed, running along the Seine River with Camille. "Where are you taking me?" she pondered running with him. "You'll see..." he grinned as they halted in front of the Seine river boat cruise. "Oh wow, c'est beau." she said in amazement. They stepped into the boat and sauntered to the deck. "Wow, I've never been on the Seine river cruise before." She admitted turning to him. "C'est ton première fois?" Pierre asked, smiling.

"Ouais, c'est ma première fois." she said as the boat began to move on the water. She pulled out her camera and aimed the lens towards Pierre. "Sourire!" she exclaimed, taking the photo joyfully. They began to fool around and took hilarious photos of each other.

"J'ai une idée... Camille grinned, setting her camera on the deck and came back to Pierre. "On va recréer une photo de Titanic." Camille went to the edge of the boat and raised her arms like Rose from Titanic. "Pierre, je vole." she chuckled as he placed his arms around her waist romantically.

"Je suis le roi du monde." He shouted to the world, raising his arms in the air excitedly. She chuckled and picked up her camera from the ground. She glanced at the photo in the camera and showed it to Pierre. "On est parfait." she said happily.

They cruised past the Eiffel Tower. "Regarde la Tour Eiffel." she pointed out taking the photo tranquilly. "Here, let's take a photo together." she said positioning the camera in the centre of the landmark. "1,2,3..."

"One more time." she ordered but this time she kissed Pierre on the cheek.

"We got it!" Camille beamed showing the photo she took with him. She glanced at Pierre and he turned bright red. "Oh mon dieu, ça va?" she said as she placed her hand on his cheek. "Ta joue est chaud."she pondered, feeling the heat on his cheek softly.

"Are you blushing?" she asked, grinning at him blithely.

Pierre looks embarrassed and blush even more. "Bien sûr que non. Je vais bien." He said, chuckling nervously. "Pierre, am I making you feel uncomfortable?" she asked, turning to him flustered. "No. Believe me, I feel great." he smiled as the boat stopped on the deck. They walked off the boat and walked along the Seine River with each other.

"I'm in the mood for ice cream. Do you know any ice cream shops around this area?" Camille asked, turning to Pierre with a grin.

"I believe I do." he smiled as he took her hand and sauntered to an ice cream stand in the corner of the Seine. "Deux vanilles s'il vous plaît." Pierre asked politely to the man. The man nodded and scooped two scoops of ice cream in the cone. "Voilà Monsieur. 10 euros s'il vous plaît." The man beamed as Pierre gave him the exact amount of money.

"Merci. Bonne journée." he greeted and took his ice cream from Camille. They sat on the bench at iIe Saint Louis and ate their ice cream. "Attends. Laisse-moi prendre une photo de nous ensemble." she beamed holding the ice cream in her hands and posed for the picture. "Do you think we could go shopping later?" Camille questioned licking her ice cream turning to Pierre.

"Yeah sure, we're going right now." Pierre said as he stood up from the bench and walked to the streets with his hands in his pockets. Camille followed him and crossed the street with him.

They wandered to some souvenir shops ahead of them and scanned the things she wished to buy. "Qu'est ce que tu penses de ce sac?" she questioned holding up a pink tote bag in her hands.

"C'est magnifique." Pierre replied with a warm smile. "Ou celui-ci?" she questioned holding up a red tote bag.

"J'aime bien le sac rose plus que le sac rouge. Je pense que tu devrais acheter le sac rose." Pierre suggested truthfully.

"D'accord, bon choix." she said paying for the bag. Camille left the shop with Pierre and decided to look for some shoes. "Peux-tu m'attendre ici?" she asked, handing him the bag. "It won't be long." she smiled entering the shop apathetically.