Perfect Moments

"Babe?" I put the back of my head against his shoulder as he hold me in his arms.

"Yes mon foudre..."

"Out of all the nicknames, why do you choose to call me 'my lightning' in French?" He asked, while kissing my shoulder.

"Because you're the death of me."He chuckled while putting his forehead against my shoulder and kissing my neck.

"Although foudre means lightning... but do you know the term 'Coup de foudre'?" he shook his head, smiling.

"Coup de foudre which literally refers to love at first sight - I know it's impossible but somehow every time I see you, c'était le coup de foudre."