„Emma, you're my earth." Sebastian grabs her ankle. In one motion, he pulls her closer. Not gently. Not the way he has done anything else tonight. He drags her across the sheets until her hips are at the edge of the mattress. Exactly where Sebastian wants Emma, and the small startled sound she makes goes straight through his bones. I can't believe that this is happening. I can't believe that she lets me do this to her. He...

The summer day is as lovely as it gets. Early morning. 8 a.m. Little wind, nearly no clouds to hide the sun, and Paris, her city, shows its best face. Beautiful people all around, couples in love, young families enjoying their family time, and the occasional hot single is out there too. Emma has just left her apartment at 44 Rue des Batignolles and strolls a few doors down the street to the bakery for a coffee to go. She...

I don't know if I love or hate this. Emma was promised a very special date by Sebastian. She was instantly intrigued. A real date? In public? They both deemed that too risky until this very moment, but here they were. Kinda. He told her the name of the location and the address. Café Français, 1-3 Place de la Bastille. 11am and there would be a reservation under Claire's name. What he didn't tell her, it was a cover for on...