Mr.Right

Eight hours, Four hundred and eighty minutes of traveling on air and you could say I'm exhausted down to my very bones.

It wasn't hard locating the Villa as it's quite popular despite the rural territory it's built in. Set in Saint-Aignan, Gîtes de Botplançon is a great house in a lovely rural location with an awesome garden. The house comes with tiled floors and feature a fully equipped kitchen with a microwave, a dining area, a flat screen TV and a private bathroom.

Everything's simply perfect with a lovely and warm serenity. The free WiFi and large terrace is also a bonus.

I'm staring out the window in my robe, watching two children play in the garden when my phone beeps. It's a message from Jim telling me about Jacqueline's home address after warning me not to spill the beans about his proposal. He wants it to be a surprise.

Typical.

I hear the shower stop inside the bathroom as I turn around to see Maverick stepping out in his towel hanging low on his waists.

"I hear there's a restaurant just across the street. I'm starving."

"I'd be surprised if you weren't. You barely had any food to eat on the airplane," I say.

"Isn't that because you ate them all?"

I throw his shirt at his face. "I had Bananas and coffee for a whole month thanks to someone, don't blame me if I shove anything looking like actual food down my throat if I have the chance."

"Yeah about that, you're giving me fifty sit-ups tonight. You had too much calories to eat and I think you're getting a little big over there," He points to my belly and I gasp.

"You know how sensitive I get when it comes to my body."

"You get sensitive about everything," He shrugs on the shirt and slips into his pants.

"I would not allow you treat me that way. Take that back," I walk over to him slowly in an attempt to look intimidating.

cute trying to do whatever it is you're doing," I slap his arms when he chokes back a

A smug looks makes it way to my

you

as he takes in shaky and ragged breaths. I proceed to

my hands on the lower part of his

not," I

"No seriously, I'm starving."

in the room, revealing the shirt I have underneath and a jean that hugs my body so well and brings out a shape I never knew existed.

should probably continue what we were

room door and feeling his heated gaze behind me. "Don't look at my

I step into

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which is French for

owner keeps telling us weird dad jokes and make up an excuse saying we wanted to go feed our fish. The old man just didn't know

the restaurant to visit the water bank down the road. The restaurant's owner gave each of us a fortune cookie after our dinner and

says with a cheeky

mine, that's

are one step away from the life you deserve— Was what mine read. I

shrugs. "Life

water bank is and the sight before me takes my breath away. The stars that shines in the night sky reflects on the water making it have this shiny and

awe and look around us, noticing we're the only ones here.

of someone

at him. "And who is this someone

wears glasses that looks too big for her face," He runs a hand through