Christian's Yearning

CH35

~ fantaisie ~

Thursday September 8th

It has been five days since Christian and Ana arrived in Paris. Since then, they have gone to cocktail parties to celebrate the opening of the Paris Haute Couture exhibition. They have gone to the Opera, and the ballet. They have visited Chateau de Versailles and the Chartres Cathedral. They also attended several fashion shows and walked the banks of the Seine.

Although, Christian is tired of all the publicity that seems to surround them; Ana has taken Europe by storm with her classic beauty and friendly demeanor; news and paparazzi all over the world is a buzz for the fresh face.

Christian can definitely understand the allure but would it be so difficult to let them have some private time, walk around without everyone looking at us as if we were animals in a zoo.

Christian's inner dialog keeps going women are jealous of her and either would like to be just like her, be her BFF or see her flat on her face. All the men just want in her panties!

His stupid inner voice counters is that any different than what we want? Sure he thinks to himself, sex is not all we want from her. Christian follows with the obvious then what else big boy?

Her.

All.

Forever.

He approaches the breakfast bar where Ana is waiting for him. "Ready? You are beautiful as always."

He kisses Ana's hand as she steps off the bar-stool. Ana giggles and smiles her little shy smile; her azure eyes bright and expectant. She is wearing skinny black pants, flat shoes and a black sweater. Her hair is in a tight bun and she is wearing minimum makeup.

- She is petite, gorgeous … she looks like one of those dolls that Mia used to play with when she was young ... oh play time.

"Yes, I am. You look handsome." Ana runs her hands on his messy hair and plays with his day old facial hair. "I think you need a haircut, it is getting long… and this" she point to his chin "tickles."

Christian is wearing his typical black dress jacket and trousers with a white shirt. The top tree buttons are undone allowing a few wisps of chest hair to peek through. It is a crime how effortless it is for him to look like a GQ model.

Ana runs her hands around his chest and feels a gush between her legs – focus Steele, focus, not right now, you should be ashamed of yourself girl - while her inner goddess is fanning herself and reaching for some ice.

Christian shakes his hair against her nose "Ok."

"You said a getaway, Christian, where are we going exactly?"

"Côte d'Azur" at seeing her confusion he adds "the French Riviera…We'll take a drive, expend a few days in the sun away from everything, I am sure we can find activities to entertain ourselves. I hope you like it." He emphasizes activities with a salacious voice.

"That sounds wonderful." She sees the local security detail traveling with them but Taylor's absence is evident. "Where is Taylor?"

"Taylor is on vacation, we'll meet up with Sawyer. Come."

"Oh… Sawyer is coming?"

"Yes, he is finally free to travel again… Come, I think it'll be fun!" his eyes are full of mirth and mischief.

After a short flight they arrive to a small airport and the plane lands on a strip surrounded by water. For a second Ana worries that they'll miss it and fall into the water instead of landing.