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The Valiant Trilogy Chapter 89: A Trip to the Top
"I CAN'T BELIEVE we're going up in the Eiffel Tower," I say as the elevator operator shuts the doors on the crowd of us who have packed our way onto the small tower elevator.Less than ten minutes have passed since Vincent and I weaved our way through the barriers and the throngs of people, showing our tickets for the express elevator package—a one-way ticket to the top of the Eiffel Tower. Not only will I get to stare at it from afar watching the lights, but now I've visited and will see the city from high above.He smiles, moving his body a fraction so I have a better view out the window and our small space to ourselves. His cologne, the same enticing one he wears in the office, makes me lean in and breathe slightly deeper. "I thought you might enjoy it."My nose crinkles up with his words. "How?" I suppose not that difficult to figure out. I'm sure ninety-nine percent of visitors to Paris consider a stop at the Eiffel Tower on their must-do list."You have a calendar of Pari
The Valiant Trilogy Chapter 90: A Private Boat Ride
Our boat bobs slightly on the water in the Seine River. Others resembling ours float in front and behind us. The river is full of boats churning up the waters in the narrow space. The only difference between our boat and the others is they are jampacked with tourists. Groups of people chatter and stare out at the city lights as the sun descends in the sky.I check on either side, looking for other patrons on our boat, but there are none. We're as empty as we were when we left the dock. Only Vincent sits beside me on the red couch at the front of the boat."Shouldn't there be more people on this boat?" I ask, not wanting to alarm him but concerned all the same.Vincent left his bulky silent security guard in America against everyone's wishes. When he first mentioned it on the plane, I enjoyed the idea of being alone, but now we are too alone. Where are the people? They'd been surrounding in the busy city, and now we are alone.Vincent laughs, placing a kiss on my temple. It's ho
The Valiant Trilogy Chapter 91: Where to Next?
All places on my wish list.My shoulders perk up and I look away from the tower for a second, staring into his brilliant honey-colored eyes. "Ireland?" I ask hopefully. I don't want to give in to the game of making promises we're not sure we can keep, but after Paris it's the second location on my list.He places his forehead against mine, blocking my view of the tower. "For you I'd spend time in the green hills with the Irish sheep.""And kiss the Blarney Stone?" I ask, listing off the number one thing I need to do if I ever make it Ireland.He pulls away, his face crinkled. "Fuck no. People piss on that thing."I laugh and it's a light sound, one I haven't made since Vincent and I were at odds with one another."They do not." That is entirely an urban legend. There's so much security on the rock now it's perfectly clean. As long as you consider kissing a rock which hundreds of other people kiss that day perfectly clean. I would wipe it off first. To be safe.There are s
The Valiant Trilogy Chapter 92: Missed You, but Now What?
I stare out the window watching the Eiffel Tower and wonder how long to the next light show. I notice his presence as soon as he enters the room, but I don't turn and face him. Vincent doesn't speak either until his chest presses against my back. He rests his hands on my upper arms and stands behind me, looking outside as well."I've missed you so much, Mackenzie."Those words get me to turn until I face him. He wipes away a tear away before it streams from my eye. "I don't know how to forgive you."I want to. Yes, Vincent lied, but did he have a good enough reason? Did the circumstances make it okay? This one gigantic lie has made me question all the other things he said.Vincent gathers me in his arms and I lay my head on his shoulder. "Give it time. Let me show you, but don't give up on me."He tilts my head up toward his and places a soft kiss on my lips. It's tender and sweet, and he doesn't ask for more. But when it's obvious he won't do it again I stand on my tiptoes a
The Valiant Trilogy Chapter 93 – All Good Things Come to an End
Vincent's fingers intertwine with mine and we stroll Champs-Élysées together in the morning. Tourists pack the famous high-end street known for its shopping. Every part of Paris is packed with tourists. Even as a piece of my heart longs for privacy with Vincent like we had the night before on the boat, I marvel at the shops. I never thought this trip would be possible. At least not at this point in my life. I expected to save for years to make the journey, but here I am in my twenties experiencing it.Expensive stores line either side of the street. Everything you could need from a top-of-the-line fashion store is here. I can't afford to shop in any of them. Just strolling along the sidewalk and among the others is enough for me.Vincent squeezes my fingers as we walk past the Louis Vuitton store and my mouth falls open, looking at the beautiful purses in the window. Even with my ridiculous income as Vincent's assistant, I can't afford to set foot in the store."Thanks for making
The Valiant Trilogy Chapter 94: Turbulence
The table jostles and I grab onto my glass of Sprite as the plane hits another bout of turbulence. The ice cubes rattle against the glass, and when the plane settles again, I lean back getting comfortable on the couch."I could get used to this first-class travel thing," I say smiling at Vincent. Besides the random worries our plane will plumped out of the sky the rest of our trip has been wonderful.When it's your own private jet, is it still considered first-class travel or is it more? Is there a higher tier?If not, someone needs to come up with one and quickly.Vincent laughs. "What about the carbon footprint?"I narrow my eyes at him. "I'll make my mega-rich boyfriend buy carbon offset credits." Show him to be mouthy. He smirks. "Done."He goes back to typing on his laptop, his eyes zoned in on the screen, not looking up when he answers me. The turbulence hasn't slowed him down one bit.The large jet we've taken across the ocean to and from Paris is much more what
The Valiant Trilogy Chapter 95: The Mile-High Club
"I have not."That damn eyebrow tics higher. "Yes, you have."I drop the sleeping e-reader on the coffee table next to my drink. "I'm not bored. I'm thinking."Vincent takes a large breath as if he's gathering strength for dealing with me and then closes the lid to his laptop, pushing it to the side. "About your desire to join the mile-high club? Because if so, I can make that a reality."I laugh, my eyes flitting back of the bedroom. Maybe. "No.""Then what?""Where do people think we've been? What happens we get back to the states? What about your… Tiffany?" I don't want to use the word wife to describe her. It's a complete cop out on my part but a constant reminder of the trouble facing us. Sometimes in a woman's life, she needs to take the cop out and hold on to it like her favorite childhood stuffed animal. "What about us?"Vincent smirks and leans back in his chair. "That all?"That all? That's everything."It's a start," I say lifting a shoulder.He stands an
The Valiant Trilogy Chapter 96 – Morning Coffee
I set Vincent's morning coffee to the side of his keyboard right where he likes it and then step back looking at the way I've arranged his breakfast for the morning. Can optimal working happen at this desk? I tilt my head to the left. Then the right.The coffee sits too near the keyboard. There could be spillage if he hit it with his hand while sitting down to work. I adjust the coffee to the right and stand back, smiling at my perfection.My plans never had me working as someone's personal assistant, but it turns out when I put my mind to it, I make a damn good one. My deep sigh of satisfaction moves a few of the copies on the corner of Vincent's desk and I stop and arrange them back into a neat stack before leaving his area.Vincent and his musky woods scent, which makes me want to take off his shirt and roll around in them for a few hours startles me at his office door.His gaze is dead set on the center of his desk where a wrapped breakfast sandwich waits. "Is that peanut b
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