"I will ruin you baby," he whispers digging his nails into my hips sending a chill cascading down my spine.
"Then ruin me Jude, ruin me till there's nothing left of me." I spoke softly, "make me feel something, make me feel anything, make me feel al...
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I'd never been to the city of lights, but now that I was here I never wanted to leave.
We arrived at the Charles De Gauls sometime before midnight struck, the boys and I made our way to a café nearby to get something real to eat, Jude and Alissa lagged behind for a while to take care of some passport stuff. We were all pretty sick of airplane food. It was pretty cold and rainy in Paris this time of year, I love the sound of the light rain and crack of thunder outside. I ordered spaghetti bolognese and so did Asher, for some reason the other boys thought it was okay to order waffles and ice cream at 22:43 at night.
