You and I

the paris night

Benny and Frida slept all day, exhausted after the night-long party, they were exhausted and all they wanted to do was to sleep. Around 5:00 p.m. Benny began to wake up because of his biological clock, Frida was hugging him and wrapped around his belly, she had slept like that all day. With difficulty he looked up at the nightstand that had a clock and noticed the time, they would still have time because dinner was scheduled for 8:30 p.m.

He wanted to get up to pee but Frida was so clung to him and fast asleep that he wouldn't want to bother her but he really had to go to the bathroom. He carefully removed her hands and tried to slip away, but Frida felt the movements and her eyebrows clouded, squeezing her eyes and complained. Benny took advantage of the movement and was able to get away, Frida then hugging the pillow.

Benny took a shower, and put on some clothes. He wanted to go out for a while to see how his guests were doing. Frida began to wake up when she felt movements. Even though she had fallen asleep earlier, she was a light sleeper and could feel things happening around her. She saw Benny who was putting on his shoes. "Hey!" She caught his attention.

Benny turned to look at her. "Hey, love..." he leaned in to kiss her.

"Where are you going?" She was direct. "Why are you leaving me?" She complained.

"I'm not leaving you," Benny replied. "I'm going to go down to the bar for a while to see the others," he explained. "I wasn't going to be long because remember that we have dinner in three hours," he reminded her.

Frida moaned and held his hand, caressing him. "Where are we going tonight?" She asked curiously.

"Somewhere for a nice dinner," he replied, climbing fully onto the bed and getting between her legs. "The place will remain a secret until it's time to go," he added. He kissed her passionately, caressing her tongue with his.

"Benny Andersson, don't tempt me," she bit his lower lip.

"I really won't," he laughed, interrupting the moment and getting out of bed again. "I'll be downstairs for a moment so you can get ready in peace," he suggested.

"Benny!" She called out to him, seeing that he opened the door and would leave her like a cat in heat. "You can't leave me like this," she exclaimed.

"Have fun, love," he blew her a kiss and closed the door.

"I hate you," Frida muttered and threw her pillow at him in anger, now she would be forced to stay hot and get up to get ready for the night.

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The taxi stopped at number 3 Rue Royale. Benny, as usual, got out first and extended his hand helping Frida out. Heléne and Lotta were also in the car, so he helped them out as well. "I have a feeling I'll have a delicious dinner tonight," Frida commented, pursing her lips. Benny looked at her, she had taken a more distant attitude with him since he left her like a cat in heat in the afternoon.

Frida, without looking at him, held on to Heléne and Lotta and the three of them entered the restaurant together, leaving Benny behind. "Okay, Frida!" He rolled his eyes and closed the car door, following them.

Upon entering the restaurant, there was a giant table occupied by all the guests, who, just like the night before, looked spectacular and elegant. Maxim was luxurious, the interior design had an Art Nouveau style, which transported everyone to the Belle Époque. The walls and ceilings were adorned with elaborate wood wallpaper, gilded mirrors and crystal lamps; The lighting was warm and soft, with flashes of wrought iron and stained glass, contributing to an elegant and welcoming atmosphere. That's why it was the favorite of the famous people.

"Hello everyone," Frida said as soon as they approached the table, capturing the attention of everyone present, most of whom already had a drink in their hands.