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We are back to square one people! Let's not call him the koala anymore he's Buck! The male bunny. Fine I'm his Doe...not the female dear, the female bunny silly!

Paris is a walkable city, with wide sidewalks where people from around the world roam around. Metro is very accessible too so I opted to use that instead of getting a car and for other reason such as me not being on top of him. I swear back home he treats his car as our extra bedroom.

Centre Pompidou home of the modern and contemporary art. His kind of thing, their vast collection and high-technology architecture left him gawking, he's like a kid on toy store or a candy shop with an eat all you can pass. The happiness on his face is absolutely breathtaking. Instead of looking at those art pieces I ogled at him, no other art can replace my Art. I walked closer to him and gave him a peck on his lips.

"I love you, love so much it hurts"

He wraps his arms around me and placed his warm lips against mine, quick but the warmth it left me lasted for a lifetime.

"I love you too more than my life, love. Are we going to continue or you want to go back now?" he asked me with his ever-naughty innuendo.

Tempting...very tempting offer but seeing his reaction earlier of course I want to continue so we went to Halle Saint Pierre also here in Montmartre the building with a Baltard architecture houses a museum, gallery bookshop and a café. The collection of Naïve and Max Fourny are displayed here for the public.

I sat at the café while he wonder around, me like a momma with his kid inside a playhouse. Kid. Momma. I pondered on those words; we have not discussed that matter seriously. Well me most of the time. Am I ready? Are we ready?

"Hey why so serious love?" I didn't noticed that he was already sitting across me.

"I'm just hungry and thinking what food I want to eat later." I wouldn't ruin his moment here people let me be for a while.

"So, have you decided?"

"Not really. Let's just walk a bit and see what we can find."

It's almost sunset so we went to Sacre Coeur the highest point in the city. The panoramic view of Paris at sunset is simple magical. We sat down at the steps in front of the church to admire the beauty of it while listening to musicians playing.

Having our own world in this busy area, me leaning on his shoulder his head on mine hands intertwined wishing that we can stop the time.

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