Going Up!

Chapter Twenty Nine

Back in the room I finished blow drying my hair and used my curling wand to give myself some quick curls. Our train was leaving in an hour so Ben told me to get dressed quickly. I had thrown on a pair of jeans and a casual red t-shirt with a light grey sweater that actually belonged to him. I paired it plain black chucks. Nothing fancy or overly dressy, more comfortable than anything.

Ben came out of the closet and looked like he walked out of a men's fashion catalogue of course. Even in a basic, black crew neck shirt and dark wash jeans with a black leather jacket, you could tell each item was designer.

His dark hair was naturally wavy without much fuss to style it, he picked up my wide tooth comb and ran it through his hair picking at the tangle in the back. Then grabbed a small hand full of hair balm, rubbed his palms together and smoothed it through his hair. It calmed the fly anyways and gave his hair a nice healthy shine. I snorted with annoyance and he looked at me amused.

"Something wrong?" He asked, his eyes alight with mirth.

I rolled my eyes as I unwrapped my second to last section of hair from the curling wand. "Nope, everything's perfect." The sarcasm dripped from my voice and he laughed.

"Ok, if you say so." He smiled as he leaned down and kissed my temple.

Fucking men. Just get to roll out of bed looking like sex while we have to spend hours and hours to look semi fucking presentable. Annoying as fuck.

I finished the last section of hair on my curling wand and misted my hair with a light setting hairspray. Quickly checking myself in the mirror before heading out, I figured he had seen me look worse.

I grabbed my purse and phone and we headed out for our day in Paris.

Once we got to the train station Ben guided me to a platform to wait for our train. It arrived right on time and we boarded. Our cabin was near the front of the train and we had our own booth with a table.

"This is so amazing!" I said as I sank into the booth with him sliding in beside me.

He smiled as he slid his arm around my shoulder, relaxing it along the back of the seat. "I'm glad you approve, they will have a drink cart come through in a few minutes and we get lunch served about thirty minutes into the ride."

My stomach growled lightly at the thought of food and I laughed. "Well I guess food doesn't sound terrible."

Ben chuckled and leaned into me brushing a kiss against my temple. "I love you." I relaxed into the crook of his arm. A calmness washing over me.

"I love you, too." I glanced up at him and he was staring at me intently. Seemingly lost in thought. "You ok?"

A ghost of a smile grazed his lips, "I've never been better in my life."

The train rolled into motion and within a few moments was moving so quickly we could barely even tell we were moving at all. They came through and took our beverage and lunch orders not too long after that. And within forty minutes of leaving the station we were eating a nice lunch, especially for it to be served on a moving train. I was very tired after eating lunch and found myself falling into a deep sleep.

"Rey," he shook my shoulder lightly. "Sweetheart we are almost there." His voice was soft and warm. Like coming home after a long day of work.

"Mm." I moaned lightly. Not wanting to wake up from my nap just yet. His rich laughter washed across the nape of my neck as his lips pressed a kiss across my pulse point there and I shuddered at the contact. My earlier moan now echoed with a bit more desire.

"Ben, that's not fair." I whined as I opened my eyes. Knowing there was literally nothing that could be done about the lust starting to consume me as we were about to exit the train.