Honestly, he was my last choice; Gaspard wasn't in town.
So there Harry was incognito.
After all, it was him who shouted my name across the boulangerie.
The rest is history.
Tea in bed with Harry.
I must digress.. He is on his phone a lot. I accused him of sexting. He only laughed. Then I had my way with him.
Really, he is a sweet follow and loves to eat in bed.
-Emily
P.S. We did some role-playing on the back streets of Paris. His French might not be that good, but the french kissing superb.
The P.S. is just adorbs!
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Oh..I like this!
ReplyDeleteI love Emily and I usually don't like fan fics, but this made me smile.
ReplyDeleteI'm so glad you are writing this.
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