"She hasn't had true love. It's hard to say that she's made love when she's never experienced it. Maybe she's even felt like she was in love at some point, but once those feelings went away she wonders if that feeling was real love. In turn, she que...
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With her oversized Celine sunglasses shielding her eyes from the bright sun, Giselle stood on the pavement nearby Carter's car as he occupied himself with the task of unloading their luggage. As much as she wanted to run away and get back under her comfy covers, the feeling of Carter yanking them away at the crack of dawn managed to put her in a nasty mood— all because beauty sleep meant everything to her.
"You know— some help would be nice." He joked before straightening his back to see Giselle's face turn into a frown.
"And ruin my fresh set?!" She exclaimed. "You must be out of your mind.."
When Carter's intense stare didn't budge, she rolled her eyes before looking the other way until a local worker decided to step in and help. He grabbed a luggage trolley from inside and loaded everything up before taking a glance at Carter's ticket information.
"Delta Sky Club, sir?" The worker asked for clarification.
"That's correct." Carter replied before placing his carry on over his shoulder. While Giselle took her beloved Louis Vuitton Keepall Bandoulière in size 50 out of the worker's hand, she did the same while continuing to pay her man no attention.
"That wasn't so bad was it?"
"Terrible, actually .. never do I want to carry my stuff when you're more than capable!" Giselle finally gave him the time of day.
"This alone just tells me I already spoil you way too much .." He mumbled jokingly before catching up to grab Giselle's hand; when she pulled away, he shook his head in disbelief that things for their quick trip were already starting on bad terms.
"Really, G? You're still upset from this morning?"
"I told you to not bother me until my alarm went off; what use does it even make if you came to wake me up an hour before?!" She exclaimed in a low tone so that onlookers wouldn't pay them any attention.
"Because I told you in the car that our departure time changed. Would you rather me just left you at home?"
"Yeah, maybe!" Giselle replied instantly before slapping her hand against her thigh after waving it slightly in the air.
"You're being childi—"
"Aht, let me stop you right there because you're only building yourself a bigger ditch to sleep in tonight."
Carter couldn't help but crack a smile at her false authority. "Just relax, G .. we have six hours to make up."
"We have six hours to make up," She mocked him in a high pitched voice. "Do you take everything I say to you as a joke?!"
"Okay I'm backing down— only because what we're fussing over right now isn't worth us being mad at each other. I'm sorry for not giving up an extra few minutes to snooze; all I wanted was for us to have enough time to check in and eat breakfast before the flight."
