Lauren, a girl from the suburbs of New York is on the run from her abusive boss and ex boyfriend, Jace Walker. Tanned muscle man with blue eyes and black hair. Dream man right? Wrong. He had a lot of problems from alcohol to drugs to mental illness...
I had found an apartment to stay in which was near Champs Eplysse . I threw my stuff in the closet and landed on the bed. The apartment was expensive enough as it was in the CBD but I had to blend in with the crowd.
"Why does everyone have to lie?" I looked at Hunter and he cocked his head at me. "It's not like I'm lying.. I'm just not telling anyone." I protested. Hunter whined. I sighed and got off the bed.
I splashed cold water on my face in the bathroom. "What am I going to do now? I have nobody." I said to myself as I sat at the edge of the bathtub. Hunter came running into me.
"I know buddy, I have you." I scratched his ear. I knelt down to his level. "I'm sorry about Nickitta." I trailer off and I hugged Hunter and he snuggled into my shoulder.
I still hadn't heard from Porsha ever since we arrived in Paris. I'm getting worried I'm never gonna get in that car again. She isn't just a car to me, she's someone to talk to even though she is practically a robot.
I went back into my room and pulled out my laptop. Suddenly I remember I had a tracking device not only on my phone that's long gone, but also on my laptop. I face palmed myself.
"Alright Porsha.. Where are you?" I said to myself as I pulled up the app.
"Look Hunter, she's close!" I exclaimed as I pointed at the map. Her little red dot showed she was in the city driving around.
I jumped off the bed. It was dark outside as I looked out the window and closed the curtains.
I told Hunter to stay here. I ran down the stairs of the apartment building and down to the main lobby. I must not have been concentrating when I bumped into someone's hard chest.
"Ouch." I scowled as I looked up. "Sorry love! Are you okay?" A tall gorgeous man with light green eyes and brown hair asked me.
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"I -uh - yes." I stammered. He smiled. "I'm glad. You live in this apartment? It's real nice and fancy." He said. "Yeah. I got a room last week. It's really nice." I said as I gazed into his eyes.
"Cool." He smiled again. "Eh, do you live here?" I asked trying to make conversation so I could hear his beautiful French accent. "Not in this apartment building, no. I live in the city as well though. I'm just visiting a friend here." He said.
"Oh, who? I might know them. I've gotten to know my neighbors pretty well." I said, proud of myself.
He widened his eyes and looked around, although I didn't notice at the time. "Um, His name is-" he looked at some chairs. "Chase." He said as he looked at me again. "Oh, don't know who he is.." I said. "Oh that's weird. Well can I have your number? Maybe we can get to know each other seeing as we both live in the city and all." He grinned.
