chapter 3

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*Wyatt*

I had just arrived at my parent's home a little over an hour or two ago and went through my things while I made sure the people at the airport didn't get my bags mixed up with someone else's and felt a bit upset when I opened the bag and seen female clothing inside, I found a name tag on the inside that read 'Rose Clark'

I pulled it out of the slot it sat in and headed downstairs to talk to my father about it since he had a friend that used to work for the FBI and knew how to locate people, after he found her I went looking for her which didn't take long to find her since I wrote down the hotel she was staying in along with her name.

*7 hours later*

The plane was finally touching down in Paris and I quickly caught a cab to the hotel she was staying at and seen her walking out after I pulled her bag from the back of the taxi cab and walked over to her.

Wyatt: hello Rose...

Rose: hey...Wyatt right?

Wyatt: yeah that's right...the airport back in London had a mix up with my luggage and well I sorta got your clothes by accident but I'm not sure if you may have gotten my bag or not...

Rose: I am not sure if I have one of your bags or not, come on and we will go back up to my room and look together

I felt her grab my wrist and slowly pull me towards her as we headed up to her hotel room, turns out she got one of my bags

Rose: I am really sorry for the mix up. Can I make up it to you?

Wyatt: no I really couldn't allow you to do that Rose it wasn't your fault our luggage got mixed up

Rose: well you came all this way just to bring my bag back the least I could is offer you dinner and a room...

Wyatt: dinner sounds nice but I will get my own room Rose.

Rose: okay, I was heading to get a few photos of the Eiffel Tower if you want to tag along.

Wyatt: sure I will tag along with you just let me get a room first

Rose: okay, I have to get my camera equipment together anyway so I will meet you down there in a few

Wyatt: okay see you in a few...

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