Better Than Words

Our shower takes longer than usual. Obviously we get distracted. I had no idea a shower could be so pleasurable.
Before we head out Niall asks me. “Are you sure you’re ok to walk?”
“Yes, I’m good.” I reply.
“Oh believe me, I know you’re good.” He winks at me. “I was asking if you can walk?”
I roll my eyes at him and laugh. “Cute.”
There’s no way I’m letting a little soreness keep me from a romantic walk through Paris with Niall.
As we head outside it’s just starting to get dark. The city looks beautiful with all the lights coming on. Niall takes my hand and intertwines his fingers with mine. We take in all the sights on our way.
We take our time exploring the Eiffel Tower. The beautiful view is breathtaking. To share such a romantic location with Niall is overwhelming. Before we leave Niall takes a great selfie of us with the tower behind us. I laugh when he immediately changes the background on his phone to our selfie. Then he sends it to Dee and Harry. My phone chimes. It’s Dee. “Love the picture Niall just sent. It’s perfect. So happy for you.”
We head back to the hotel. There’s an adorable cafe on the way back and I suggest to Niall that we stop.
We sit outside and enjoy our coffee and dessert. Such a lovely night. Niall reaches over and takes my hand. I look into his eyes.
“You know I’m crazy about you right?” Niall says softly. I smile. I want to say “You know I’m in love with you right?” but I’m too scared. I don’t know if it’s too soon.
“Becca, are you ready to go back?” Niall asks. “Yes.” I reply. He takes my hand and we begin walking. We look in the shop windows as we pass by. As we pass one shop Niall stops abruptly. He leads me to a bench near by and asks me to sit right there and wait for him, he’ll be right back.
I wonder what he’s doing, but I just sit back and relax. About 15 minutes later he pops out of the store, takes my hand and we start walking as if nothings happened. “What was that all about?” I ask. “Oh nothing. It’s a surprise.” Niall laughs.
I just shake my head. Funny to think I never cared much for surprises before I met Niall.

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