City Lounge: Paris (Book Three, Chapter Eight: Strange Beauty)

Chapter Eight: Strange Beauty:

I still can’t figure Simone out at times. We’ve been dating for four months now. Somehow, she still manages to surprise me. I looked at a vintage movie poster on the wall of the record store. The woman looking all sensual in the splashes of bright pink, orange, and yellow reminded me of Simone in way. Speaking of which, I felt someone tapping me on the shoulder. I glanced out behind me from the corner of me. Simone stood, smiling.

“Want to go upstairs?” she asked. I turned around with my eyebrow raised.

“Upstairs?” I asked. “There is an upstairs?” Simone giggled and took me by the hand. Okay, my sexy witch. Where are you taking me now?

The store owner didn’t say a word as we walked by. Simone let me over to the dark wooden stairs. How many people have done this? I smiled as she led me up the stairs. The smell of old wood caught me nose.

“What exactly is up here?” I asked.

“You’ll see in a moment,” Simone said. Yes, ma’am. You lead, I follow. That’s how it always goes. Somehow, I am okay with it. The bright lights nearly blinded me. I narrowed my eyes and shook my head.

“Are you okay?” she asked.

“Yes,” I said.

“The lights are intense up here from what I hear,” my girl said. “But you’ll get used to it after a little while. It’s not as bad as it usually is due to the rain.” We stopped once we came to the top of the stairs. Looking around, the room felt so much smaller. The walls curved like inside of a dome. Everything solid was made of wood. Two bookcases stood on either side of the room. The long bench was covered in purple pillows. I turned to Simone.

“How did you know this was up here?” I asked.

“I listened around for the people on the street,” she said. Simone had to duck down to walk over to the bench. She drew her knees to her chest.

“Pretty cozy, no?” she asked. There’s no way my grown American ass could fit in such a tight space. How is she even fitting in this space so easily?

“You want me to sit with you?” I asked.

“Yes,” she said. I dropped my shoulders. But, she’s convinced me to do this. I walked over, ducked down. I had to put my knees to my chest as I sat down.  Simone smiled and giggled.

“Are you enjoying this?” she asked.

“Sort of,” I said. “I feel like a sardine.” I could hear the music underneath our feet.

“Reminds me of when I was a baby,” Simone said.

“Huh?” I asked. She smiled with her chin to her knee.

“Mama, papa, and I all lived in a small apartment in the French countryside,” she said. “One bedroom, two bathrooms. I slept in a bassinet on the foot of their bed.”

“How was it?” I asked.

“Mama loved it very much because of Papa,” she said. “I don’t remember much about it, but they had a passionate relationship. Sometimes romance, sometimes fights. When they broke up, she couldn’t stay there anymore.” Simone’s face had a soft glow to it.

“It really was a great time, was it?” I asked.

“Yeah,” she said.

“I didn’t have much of an interesting childhood,” I said. “I mostly lived with my grandparents in Texas. Okay, I did go by the beach on the weekends, but you sound like you have a more interesting childhood than I do.”  Simone turned her head and kissed me on the lips. I reached over to caress her cheek.

“Hey, Simone,” I said.

“Yeah?” she asked.

“Is it possible to… You know…” I tried to say. Simone raised her eyebrow.

“Have sex up here?” she asked. I blushed as I nodded. Her tone was enough to snap me back into reality.

“I mean, we don’t have to do it now,” I said. “It was just a thought.” She pressed her forehead against mine.

“I would think that it’s possible,” she answered.

“Oh…” I murmured. Where wasn’t it possible not to have sex? I tightly closed my eyes. There I go again. She tends to push my mind in the gutter. Quick, I have to think about something else or else I’m going to end up with a boner in this tight, cramped space.

“Laffy Taffy!” I blurted out.

“Excuse me?” I heard Simone ask. I opened my eyes and saw Simone’s staring at me.

“Um… I was trying to turn myself off,” I said. “I don’t want to be aroused up here.”

“Why is that?” Simone asked.

“It’s too cramped up here,” I said. “I don’t want to end up breaking something in my body.” Simone rubbed my back.

“Take all of time you need,” she said in a low voice.

“Thanks,” I said. I listened to the rain hitting the glass behind us and over our heads. I looked over at my girlfriend.

“Say, Simone,” I said.

“Hm?” she asked. I shifted around in place.

“How long are we going to stay in this store?” I asked. “I mean, it looks like it’s going to be raining for the rest of the day. When do you want to go get dinner?” She smiled and shrugged her shoulders.

“We’ll leave when you are ready to go,” my love said. I rested my head on her shoulder.

“Okay,” I said. “Can we go back downstairs? It’s starting to get uncomfortable up here.” Simone giggled.

“Sure,” she said. “I know where we can go next.” I gave her a confused look.

“Where is that?” I asked. Simone gave me a quick kiss on the forehead.

“Come along and you will see,” she said. My love slid out of her seat and walked toward the stairs. As if in another happy daze, I got up and followed behind. You know, it’s kind scary to go down stairs like these in a building like this. I relaxed once we got back down to the first floor. After we made our purchases, Simone and I dashed back out into the rain.

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