FOOLISHLY IN LOVE WITH YOU

𝐭𝐰𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐞 [𝟐𝟑]

- Dump whatever you've been thinking lately, no one will judge🤍

We have to share one hotel room but Thankfully not one bed like there is in many enemies-to-lovers book

The hotel room is really big as it includes a lounge area which have sofas with a tv screen then there are 2 rooms right beside each other and also a big balcony for a view

But but but there is a teeny tiny problem that this hotel room has only one washroom that is right beside the both rooms
That won't be a problem let's hope so

I bring my suitcases in my room and dropped myself on bed with a poof

Ahhh this bed is so soft I would never want to get out of it ever

"Love?" I hear Oliver call out my name

so Call Out My Nameeeee and I'll kiss you so gently

no no kissing shush

I groan not wanting to leave this comfy bed but I still push myself from it standing straight and going to oliver

His back faced towards me looking so darn handsome right now as he holds a cup of coffee and he's wearing a black fitted tee that flexes his biceps when he moves his hand a bit

He turns to see me standing as he passes me a smile "How are you feeling?"

Turned on

"Uh great-good" I nod smiling tightly

He sips his coffee while his eyes stay on me
"good to hear" he puts down his coffee taking few steps towards me but not too close "the meeting will be tomorrow in evening so until then we can explore if you want"

A grin spread wide on my face which soften his gaze and a hint of smile
"Are you outta your mind, hell yeah I want to" 

Oliver chuckles at my enthusiasm , his eyes sparkling amusement "I thought you'd say that"

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Following day where only me and oliver went out to explore the city, we head out to explore picturesque streets of Monrtnartre, we wander through the artistic district taking in the vibrant colours charming cafes and bohemian atmosphere

We stumble upon a quaint art gallery and decide to step inside. The walls are adorned with captivating paintings, each one telling a unique story. Oliver's eyes light up with excitement as he shares his own passion for art and his admiration for the creativity displayed around us.

Intrigued by his insights, I find myself drawn to a particular painting—a beautiful landscape that seems to capture the essence of France's countryside. Oliver stands beside me, his voice filled with admiration. "That painting seems to mirror the tranquility we often seek in our lives, doesn't it?"

I nod, captivated by the way he sees beyond the surface. "It does. It's as if the artist has perfectly captured the serenity that can be found in the simplest of moments."

Leaving the gallery, we continue our exploration, venturing into the charming village of Saint-Paul-de-Vence. Its medieval architecture and cobblestone streets transport us back in time. We meander through narrow alleyways, discovering hidden boutiques and artisan shops.

We stand there, immersed in the beauty of the moment

After discovering many things we finally went back, I was tired and wanted nothing but to lay on that comfortable bed and sleep forever

"I enjoyed today" Oliver started as we get inside the elevator with just us

I clear my throat nodding "yes it was wonderful, you don't know how much I love france"