Raining in Paris

I was sitting with my legs hanging out of the hotel room window playing soft music as the rain drizzled onto the ground 4 stories below me. I looked out upon the cities night lights as the rain hit my bare legs. It was only about 9pm. I breathed in the smell of the rain as i felt a sense of calm wash over me. This night felt diffrent, very diffrent. I decided to go for a walk. I swung my legs back into my hotel room. I still remember what I was wearing. I put on a black floral dress that fit my petite curves with small boot heels. I am only about 5'3 in height and 120 pounds. I have long brown hair with one blue and one green eye. I grabbed my dress coat and purse and walked out of the hotel with confidence to take on whatever was coming my way. When I got to the sidewalk I looked up and let the rain patter against my face. I felt at peace as I walked throughout the streets of paris. I saw a small bar/cafe still open and decide to stop by for a coffee. I sat at a worn table outside under a small overhang. I gazed at the fairy lights hanging from the ceiling. I heard someone walk to my table. I looked up and saw my waiter. He was tall, and very fit. He had dark hair and striking gray eyes. We held eachothers stares for what felt like hours. We both smiled and he asked my for my order. I got a Cheese Danish and a hot coffee. He spoke broken english and went to go get my order. I watched him as he walked away to get my order. I had a bizzare feeling wash over me. Like I found my missing puzzle piece. He brought back my food and drink a few minutes later. He set it down and our hands touched. Tingles went throughout my body. We both looked at eachother and I knew I loved this man. In broken english he told me that his shift was almost over and that he wants to get to know me better. Somehow I felt like doing it. So I tell him I would stay. He smiles and walks back in. I wait for 30 minutes and he comes back out in a black button up and some black jeans and a coat. I smile and greet him as he sits down on the other side of the table. I ask him his name and he tells me its Adam. I smile as I tell him my own name, Chloe. He tells me I'm very pretty and i smile. We talk for hours. I check my phone and its 12am. I tell Adam I must get back to my hotel and he offers to walk me there. I smile and nod my head. I did not feel unsafe, I trusted this man. Call me stupid but it was like I knew nothing bad was going to happen. We walked in the rain headed back to my hotel room. We walked in silence as we both just enjoyed eachothers company. About halfway back Adam held out his hand and I put mine in his. I felt like I knew this man for years but I only just met him hours ago. We got to my hotel and stood outside looking at eachother forever. I told him that I had to leave paris to go back to America the next day. I turned away and he grabbed my face softly and kissed me, sparks flew throughout my body again and I kissed him back. Everything melted around us. It felt like heaven. We broke apart and look at eachother. I smile as tears pool up in my eyes. "Mon ange" I hear him say. And I know a little bit of french so i knew he was calling me his angel. I smiled as I wiped his wet hair out of his face. He takes my hand and puts a piece of paper in it. I smile as I get on my tiptoes and kiss him again. We smile and embrace eachother one last time before I turn to walk into the hotel. As I step through the door I feel like the whole world breaks around me. I tear up and sob as I quickly go up to my room. I get in and run to the window. I look for him along the street. I dont see him. I open my hand and look at the paper he gave me. It was my order. And he wrote on the back. It said "Deux cœurs n'ont pas besoin de mots pour parler, mais d'amour. J'ai trouvé ça ce soir. Je t'aime merci mon ange♡~Adam" I sat sobbed as I knew I would never see my love again. The letter read, "Two hearts dont need words to speak, but love. I found that tonight. I love you, thank you, my angel♡~Adam" I folded the paper back up and put it in my purse. I took a hot shower and went to sleep. My sleep was restless but I left the next day and on the flight home all I could think about was Adam.