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Soft music played in the background as Cindy's eyelids finally fluttered open. Unbeknownst to her, she had been asleep for the past few hours. Duncan had carried her from the airport, to the car, to the hotel suite.
Following the sound of the music, the teenager made her way out of the large bedroom and into an open sitting room. On the couch sat her stepfather, typing away on his laptop as always. He was completely focused, utterly unaware of her presence. Leaning against the door frame, she watched him quietly for a few minutes, admiring his focused expression. From his lovely eyes, to the stubble on his face, he was a Greek god to her.
"Where are we?" She asked softly, trying her best not to startle him. His eyes finally left his computer screen, a smile tugging on his lips when he saw her. He tried his best not to show his true emotions towards her but so far he was failing.
"Look outside, cherie."
Cindy picked up on the French pet name at the end of his suggestion, one of her eyebrows raised in suspicion. She had an idea of where they were. However, once she opened the French styled doors and stepped onto the balcony, her hunch was confirmed. Miles away, but still in perfect view, was the Eiffel Tower in all its glory.
Turning around, she ran inside and left the warm afternoon air for the air conditioned hotel room. A large smile was on her face, her baby blue eyes sparkling with excitement and curiosity. "Duncan!"
He chuckled at her reaction, knowing he had down well in picking their first location. It was wrong to bring his stepdaughter, the one he adored more than he should, to the city of love but he couldn't help himself. Ever since she had revealed that she dreamed of traveling to Paris during one of their many conversations, it had become his goal to take her.
"Welcome to Paris, Cin."
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Justin: Where is Cindy? She isn't answering any of my texts. 12:55 PM
Alexandria: Why would I know? 12:57 PM
Justin: You're her best friend. You know everything. Where is she? 12:58 PM
Alexandria: Fine! She's in Paris with Duncan. But you didn't hear that from me. 1:02 PM
Justin locked his phone, shoving it in the back pocket of his pants. "Alexandria said that Cindy's in Paris with Duncan." He told the older blonde that sat across from him.
"What the fuck is she doing in Paris with our stepfather?" Melanie asked, her imagination beginning to run wild. "Our mother doesn't even fucking know where she is."
