Again, Please

Chapter 4

Paris is beautiful.

It was my first time in this city and I was sure that it won't be my last, the sights here were much more appealing and so were the women. If I didn't have a life back in America, I'd drop everything just live in this beautiful city. The lights of the city were hard to miss, I was transfixed when I glanced out the small window of the jet. Although it was nearing the afternoon, I saw them clearly.

I thought of taking out my phone, to capture a picture for Alexis but we were descending too quickly. Besides that, I thought taking a picture of the night skies would we better for her to admire or even having her experience it first hand. But Sarah wouldn't allow it. The thought of Alexis' overbearing mother put me in a slightly bitter mood, but it was all over once the pilot announced that we've landed safely.

I'd managed to exit the jet quickly with a few people unloading my luggage into the slick black SUV that awaited me. I could tell it was Mr. Roux's doing, since he was standing on the other side of the vehicle, conversing on the phone. His conversation was in English, it was clipped and hard to understand, I wondered how the person on the other end could understand it.

Nigel was not what I expected a French man to look like, due to my prejudice mindset I thought he would have a ridiculously curled mustache; my child like imagination. But he was anything but, he stood tall, not much taller than me; he looked almost like an French Italian, with dark skin and dark hair, his beard slightly thicker than mine.

"No, its not the issue here, You're not getting my money. " I was sure that a growl escaped his lips, he sounded furious as he began to speak in a different language; I wasn't even sure what it was but it wasn't my business. Instead of listening on, I stepped around the vehicle and climbed in. Not caring if I didn't greet him, Today , I happened to be in a pleasant mood, any other time I'd be furious if I had to wait.

I pulled at my slacks as I sat in the car, a driver was in the front of the vehicle, ignoring my presence like he was probably paid to do. Fishing in my pocket to retrieve my phone, I felt another unknown fabric inside of my pocket. My eyebrows furrowed as I pulled out a red pair of laced panties which undoubtedly belonged to one of the flight attendants. I chuckled and quickly pushed them back into my pocket, deciding I'll keep them until I reached my hotel.

As I typed away, replying to emails and even text from different friends of mine, the door to the SUV had opened and Mr. Roux appeared. "Ah, bieber. Its nice to see you made it safely." he commented as he slid into the vehicle and held his hand out for me to shake, I took it firmly. "I apologize for the delay, I had business to take care of."

Putting on a false smile I nod understandingly, "Its quiet fine, I know how it is." yeah, arguing with people about keeping their hands out of my money is apart of the job requirements. "Lets just get the show on the road, I look forward to seeing those updated blue prints and a thesis." In detail, I never went into a project blindly, even as an amateur; you could easily loose your money by investing into a faulty project it's common sense; many people should know that but then again common sense is the most uncommon thing in the world.

My comment about working changed Roux's whole demeanor, my guess is that he liked talking about things that made him money. "Yes, yes. That will be discussed in our meeting tomorrow afternoon, until then we must celebrate our partnership, yes? " his thick accent amused me, he was speaking dramatically but nonetheless he seemed like a guy I'd grow to have a friendship with outside of business.