Daisy. That's all they know her as. No last name, no nicknames. Just Daisy. Spending her life running from police, it ends up with her in hospital. There, she meets Carlisle Cullen who agrees to Foster her. It was only supposed to be temporary, unti...
"Pretty please with a cherry ontop" I was about to crack under pressure and tell her, but then the seat belt sign came on and I knew we were about to land. Hopefully my boner dies down before we need to leave the plane. Thankfully it did
Time skip
Daisy is in the car and I'm driving with my hand on her thigh. She is looking out the window trying to guess where we are
"You'll know exactly where in about 5 minutes" she sighs but nods. Daisy still had an excited grin on her face though.
"Look through my window" I tell her after 5 minutes. She does that and just coming into view was...
"Oh my god! The eifel tower! Jazz, this is incredible!" Daisy gasps kissing my cheek. She sits back down smiling ecstatically as I drive us to the hotel. I sign us in at reception and someone carrys our bags up for us. Once we get into the room, daisy runs and jumps on the bed laughing. The room is incredible. There is a hug king size 4 poster bed. A balcony with seating area, overlooking the eifel Tower. A bathroom with a bath big enough for 2. It was so romantic and just perfect. I could tell daisy felt the same
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"Jazz, this is incredible!" Daisy yells running over and kissing me passionately
Daisy pov
This was the most romantic thing anyone's ever done for me. I could tell it would be a fun weekend. And I was ready to have sex with jasper. It felt right and in a place like this, it was just perfect.
"Thank you" I say resting my forehead against his
"Anything for my darling" he kisses my forehead and I blush deep red
"It's getting late, why don't you get ready for bed and ill find us a film to watch?" I nodded and walked off into the bathroom to wipe my makeup off. Tonight was our first night in Paris. And as romantic as it was, I didn't want to have my first time with jazz whilst knackered from jet lag. I'd been awake longer than what should be legal, and just wanted to cuddle up and go to sleep ready for tomorrow. I went back in to see jasper shirtless under the covers
"We're watching-"
"We are not watching die hard jazz!" I say taking off my jumper
"Yes we are"
"No- we are not. Its a Christmas film for crying out loud!" I yell. We had this argument even when I was 15
"No its not!"
"Yes it bloody well is. I refuse to watch a Christmas film!"
"It's not a Christmas film. Die hard is a cinematic master piece created for people to enjoy all year round" he argues
"Just find something else dumbo" I laugh and get in next to him. I curl into his chest and he puts Jaws on instead
"Not as good as die hard but whatever" I hear him grumble under his breath so I playfully tap his chest. I was asleep in 10 minutes anyway so I'm pretty sure he changed it to die hard
