French Heartbreakers

I Need You

Fiona's POV:
I woke up from the sunshine beaming into Laurent's bedroom. I fluttered my eyes and turned to see the beautiful Beast at rest. I slide under his arm and rested my head on his chest. I listened to his heart beat. Such a wonderful sound. I watched him sleep; until he felt me watching him. Laurent looked down at me and winked. I giggled. He moaned and stretched a little as he held me on his warm embrace.

"Good morning." I softly said and kissed his chest.
"Good morning, belle. What time is it? Laurent asked as he pecked my forehead.
"It's time you to take me home." I replied and crawled out of bed.
"Oh, really? Can we just cuddle a little while longer?" Laurent complained with open arms.
"Yeah, I gotta finish packing. Come on, now." I mentioned as I put on my bra and panties.
"How about you take my car. And I'll get it back later?" Laurent offered.

The sight of Laurent lying in bed with only a sheet covering his business was very tempting.

"That's not going to work. Come on, you promised." I complained.
"I did?" Laurent asked as he climbed out of bed.

I chuckled. That's what happens when Laurent drinks. He gets amnesia. Anyway, after we were dressed, we hopped in Laurent's car. He drove me home. When he pulled up in my driveway, I thanked him with a kiss on the lips. Before I got to the front door, Laurent called out to me. I stopped in my tracks, turned around and asked,

"Yes?"
"I love you. Have a fun and safe tour. Call me." Laurent replied.

To hear Laurent say those three words made me smile from the inside out. I blew Laurent a kiss and told him I loved him. I done messed around and fell in love with a French man.

Meanwhile...
Candice's POV:
I woke up this morning with body aches. I reached over to my phone and made an appointment for a spa. But I hate going alone. Who will go with me? I dialed a number and waited on a response.

"Hello."
"Hi Denise. It's Candice. How are you?"
"Hey, I'm doing alright. What's going on with you?" Denise asked.
"I'm going to the spa today. Would you like to join me?" I asked; thinking she would too busy for me.

But surprisingly, she agreed. We went to a spa in north Miami. We relaxed in massage recliners while wearing white robes. Lime Mojitos, fruit/veggie platters and meat/cheese platters were placed on the side tables. After our avocado facials, our feet were being caressed. I asked Denise a question.

"How long you and Mya been friends?"
"Many years, since college." Denise replied.
"Mya went to college?" I surprisingly asked.
"Yeah, unfortunately she couldn't afford to finish her last two years. So, she dropped out." Denise explained.
"The poor dear." I sighed as I sipped my drink.
"Yeah, sometimes, I still feel guilty for graduating because Mya didn't. You know?" Denise added.
"Yeah, I know what you mean. But you shouldn't feel guilty about your success. You're still a good friend to Mya. And I'm sure she still values that." I replied.
"She is a good friend. She's the only one I would trust with my life." Denise mentioned and ate some grapes.
"Speaking of Mya, I haven't talked to her since her birthday party. I'm sure you have." I mentioned.

Denise paused for a moment. By the look on her face, I could tell her gears were starting to grind and shift.

"Hm... I haven't either." Denise said.
"She's probably been busy. You know...like all of us are." I replied.
"I guess. But I called her yesterday, and she didn't pick up." Denise mentioned with lowered eyebrows.
"Really? I wonder why." I said in a low voice.
"Maybe, I should try again." Denise said and attempted to call Mya.