Chapter 12: Paris

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3rd Pov:

The couple have been sneaking around for about 2 months now. At the moment Timothee, with his wife were in an airplane with a couple of other models and staff to fly to Paris fashion week.

Unfortunately for Timothee, Y/n was not able to have this flight with them due to an emergency. So she's going to take the earliest flight tomorrow.

"Tim why do you look so uneasy? You're not scrared of planes." Christina raised her eyebrow at Timothee

"Huh? Oh no.. Im just thinking about this fashion week."

"Well whatever it is calm down. You're starting to give me anxiety."

'Oh please anxiety fears you.'  Timothee thought.

The real reason why Timothee was "uneasy" was because of the tightness he was currently feeling in his pants.

You see, just as he and his companions boarded the plane, he received a very explicit image from Y/n wearing one of his favorite lingeres on her.

Y/n:
(Photo)
See you tomorrow. ;)

Timothee:
Are you trying to kill me?
You already know how
much im suffering w/o you
here.

Y/n:
What? Im bored.
I miss you.

Timothee:
I miss you too baby.
Ugh, yk I was about to jack
off in the bathroom, but
my mood changed because of
Christina.


Y/n:
Dw, you'll see me tomorrow
you big baby.

Timothee:
I'd rather have you with
me now.

______________________

In Paris

Timothee's Pov

Me and Christina settle in our hotel room, exhausted from the flight, both of us feeling jet lagged.

All Im thinking that I could've been with Y/n right now rather than being with Christina. The entire way here, from the flight to the taxi ride she kept on ranting on about this and that. All I wanted was to sleep but no. She had to ruin that too.

It's fine, it's fine, all I have to do is endure it all for a day and I can be with Y/n. Secretly of course.

Me:
Hey baby, Im in the
hotel room already.

Y/n:
Nice, how is it there?

Me:
Same old, same old.
Be better if you were
here.

Y/n:
You're so cheesy.

Me:
Only for you

Y/n:
Well baby you better
get some rest. Isn't it like
10 pm there already?

Me:
Yeah
Okay I'll sleep now.
Goodnight gorgeous.

Y/n:
Goodnight handsome.

___________________

The next day

"Hey guys the driver that's supposed to pick up Y/njusr canceled on me." Chelsea, Y/n's manager said. "Ugh I can't seem to book another one for her. Guess I'll have to go there myself."

"I'll go!" I said without missing a beat.

Because of my sudden outbirst though everyone turned to look at me weirdly, especially my wife.

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