Rogue in Paris- Teaser

"You are so consumed with emotions that you bury down. You try and listen to your head,” he pauses and points a finger at his chest, “But sometimes you have to listen to your heart. Tell me, what does it say now.”

I leaned away. “Beau, I-”

“I’ll walk out that door right now and promise to never see you again, only if that’s what your heart tells you.”

Sighing I nod my head. “Alright, I’ll give it a shot.”

Beau smiles. “Good, now close your eyes.”

“Beau-”

“Close them!” he sings, then winks at me and closes his own.

I growl, but silently obey.

“Ok, now I will ask you a few questions and you tell me what your heart’s response is. If it hammers in your chest, it means you really want it, and if it says silent it doesn’t care for the question. Got it?”

“This is dumb,” I mutter and open my eyes. I stare at Beau’s handsome face, before he opens his hazel eyes. He lifted up his hand and showed me his palm which had a large, nasty scar that ran straight across it.

“You see this? This is because I didn’t listen to my heart.”

I feel my eyes widen in surprise. 

“And I am a guy that lives in the city of love, I know a thing or two about the heart okay?”

I can’t help the tiny grin that lights up my face.

“Now close your eyes again, and stop interrupting me!”

I laugh a little, but obey and close my eyes.

“Alright. I want you to think of all that you’ve been through. Now, I ask, do you want to stay here? Do you want to complete… whatever your purpose is here?” 

I felt my heart jump a little in my chest. I love the thrill here, but what if I get killed? 

“I-I want to stay.” I hear myself answer, though the outside world seems to fade away, and all I feel is just Beau’s presence.

“Ok, now one more question. Think of the night we met. Think of all the little times we’ve been around each other. Do you… do you feel anything?” 

I imagine that night, standing and gazing at the Eiffel tower. Seeing Beau for the first time, and him asking me if I liked the Detroit Red Wings. I also think of what happened in the alleyway, and how he saved me. But what got a little flutter in my heart, was remembering him on the ground in the Louvre, those men punching and kicking him. How I had felt his pain.

“I-I do.” I open my eyes, feeling a little heat on my cheeks. Beau opens his eyes too, and I expect him to grin at me, but he doesn’t. He takes my hand, and kisses it.

“That’s all I wanted to know, Cherie."

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