From Her Perspective (BWWM)

VII

William Devereaux

5 years ago

I smirked at the beautiful woman before me as she lifted the homemade croissant to my lips. I took an eager bite and nodded in approval.

"Très bien, Ella."

"Umm...Marcy," she said hesitantly.

"Merci," I corrected her. She's been trying her best to learn French.

"Do you really like it?" she said as she wrapped her arms around me. I leaned down and picked her up before placing her on the counter. I stood in between her thick thighs and caressed her jaw.

"They're very delicious," I said as I kissed her neck. She placed her hands on my chest and looked up at me.

"I missed you. I feel like I've barely seen you this week."

"My love, you sleep next to me every night."

"That doesn't count. I'm always asleep when you get back here, and my class starts before you wake up. I just miss you," she said.

I recently started working between classes at my father's company, so I've barely had time to spend with Ella. When I get home, I'm so tired that I just shower and crawl into bed with her.

"I know, but it will be worth it, baby. Just think about it. The two of us in a new place after we both graduate. We'll be in our house, with me working at my family's company, and you'll run your art gallery. We'll be so happy, Ella."

"Where will we live? Here or Nice."

"I actually wanted to talk to you about that," I began as I pulled away from her slightly.

"What's wrong?"

"Charlotte is stepping down from the Nice office."

Charlotte is my older sister. We've never been particularly close. We speak in passing or if we need to ask the other for a favor.

"Why is she stepping down?"

"Charlotte never wanted to work in the family business. She's always hated that she was asked to work at that office. She finally found the gall to voice that to Grandfather."

"So, who will take over for her?" she asked.

"Me," I said quietly. She slightly pulled away and frowned.

"You're moving back to Nice. When?"

"After the school year ends. I'll become an online student while running the company."

"We only have a few more months together," she said quietly as she shook her head.

"This doesn't change anything with us."

"How can you say this doesn't change anything? This changes everything. How can this work with me here in New York and you in France? We'll never see each other."

"We could if you came with me," I said, trying to mask my nervousness.

Asking her to leave everything that she knows is a big ask. She'll be leaving behind her brother Leo, her only living family member. I know it's a lot, but I can't imagine living without her.

"What?" she asked with wide eyes.

"Come with me, Ella. Come to Nice with me. Be with me. I can't imagine living a life without you."

"Billy, I can't just move to another country with you."

"Why not? We're two consenting adults with no other obligations here. We can go anywhere we want. I love you, Ella. I don't want to be apart from you," I said, touching her chin before kissing her softly.