I Met Him In Paris

I Met Him In Paris

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"You did not take a photo of me. Delete it now!" He demanded. "But you look so adorable, like a little kid" I coo. I know I'm pushing it but there is no way I will delete this. "Cara, please. That is so embarrassing. Just do it, for me?" "Oh no, those puppy dog eyes won't work on me buddy." I turn away. Suitcases forgotten and walk in a random direction. "You don't know where my car is Cara." I turn around and give him my coldest glare while he smirks and walks past me, suitcases in his hands. "Asshole" Cara Evans is an ordinary girl who loves photography and gets into the most expensive photography course in Paris. When she arrives in Paris, from Australia she meets a guy called Mitch, who annoys her until no end. Will Cara become a big photographer like she always wanted or will everything crumble underneath her, all for Mitch?
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