Shattered

Fun And Paparazzi

Explaining to Jeremt why I have to leave in such short notice was not easy. But he ended up letting me go.

The entire plane ride my hand was clinging onto Nathan's body. He seemed okay with it though. He has his own private jet, which we flew in.

Soon I found myself under new skies and different atmosphere. Am I crazy or this city is really of love. I'm feeling love right  now.

He booked us a full apartment suite for a week. Hôtel Le Walt is absolutely gorgeous. And expensive. Most people walking in here are dressed elegantly and speaking in shushed whispers.

Nathan and I walk into the suite and I find my room.

"Be ready by five. We're going out for dinner." He says.

I take the opportunity to video call Arriane.

She answers.  She is in the office per usual in a black power suit.

"Hey Gemmie." She says.

"Hey Arraine. Umh... I dont know if Nathan told you but he-" I begin but she speaks first.

"Took you to Paris? I know. You need to be having fun. Come on. I bought you a few outfits. Hope you have fun." She says. She ends the call.

I walk over to the closet. Beautiful dresses hand on the rack. I pull out the red silky one.

I quickly take a shower then prepare for the dinner. My hair is perfectly styled into a low bun, and my face is oiled well. My olive skin shines in all the right ways.

I push the dress on and immediately fall inlove. It holds me everywhere absolutely perfectly. I feel like I'm in a warm tight hug.  The dress goes well together with the red strap heels she packed for me.

When I hear the knock on my door. I spray my perfume  and out I am.

"Wow." His hazel eyes swoon me and he x ray visions me right up and down.

I feel absolutely naked under his gaze .

He is in a black tux with a red tie. How coincidental.  His brown hair is pulled back well and he has a smile on his face. He looks absolutely stunning.

The way his jacket hugs his arms makes him look so yummy.

No, Gem stop.

"May I?" He asks out reaching his hand.

He holds mine and we click away until we're in the elevator.

To my surprise instead of pressing the button to go onto the ground level ,he pressed so that we go up to the roof.

A few people are in the elevator with us. Including a lady who smells like money- no her perfume smells expensive.

The elevator stops and we walk out to a beautiful outdoor seating. Its tables set up beautifully,  lights everywhere. It all looks amazing. And not to mention the lit structure over there called the Eiffel Tower.

My heart beat accelerates.

I look at Nathan and he just smiles.

"Table pour duex?" A young man asks.

"Oui merci. " Nate and I say simultaneously.

He leads us to a table, decorated gently with roses . Nathan pulls a chair for me and after he seats opposite to me.

The waiter walks over with the menu's. 

Soon he's back to take our orders.

"I'll have a Chicken Dijon and a bottle of your finest wine." He starts.

"And for ze lady?" He asks. I smile up at him.

"I'll have your Duck à l'Orange." I say to him. He nods and walks away.

A few minutes later, he drops a large bottle of wine with two wine glasses on our table. He opens the bottle for us and pours generously in each cup.

I take a sip of the wine. It tastes absolutely bitter but with a hint of sweetness. Reminds me of the time I went wine tasting with Jeremy.

How drunk I got that night is beyond me. But I had fun and new experiences.

Soon our food is plated and we dig in. With in between conversations about business, fashion and Paris.

Nathan pays for the meal and we head down stairs. He orders another bottle of wine to go.

Already feeling a little light weight, we head into the apartment suite. We sit up on the couch as we drink the wine and talk. I can tell he's drunk.

"So you really have nobody else that's your blood left alive?" He asks. I smile and nod.

"I have Ethan." I say.

"I wish I had Ethan. He's fun and he cares about the things I like and he actually likes me . The me behind all the money and success, nobody likes that me but he does." He says.

I dont want to pop his bubble and say that of course he will because he is a child.

"I like that you too." I say silently.

"You do?" He asks.

"I do." I say leaning back to embrace the silence.

"My dad always told me to stay away from women. I stay a good distance from every woman I know. But I dont want to keep my distance when it comes to you. " he says.

After a few seconds of silence, he speaks again.

"I'm gonna head to bed." He says.

"But I still want to talk to you." I tell him. He smiles a bit.

"Okay, then come with me to my room. But change first in here." He says.

I go to my room and I shrug out of the beautiful gown. I slip into my pyjamas and head to his room.

I walk in and its dimly lit with candles.

"The light hurts my eyes." He tells me as he makes himself comfortable in his bed.

I sit next to him.

"Why did your dad want you to stay away from women?" I ask.

Tying my hair into little braid to keep it stretched.

"Because of my mom. She walked out on us when I was eight. My dad had to raise me all alone. He tried to make up for the void of being motherless. But you're not like my mom.

Elizabeth was." He says.

I nod and I sit back and I relax onto his headboard.

"You deserve good things Nate,  because you're a good man." I tell him.

"And so do you Sun Flower." He says.

And we both pass out.