City Lounge: Paris (Book Three, Chapter Fifteen: Thoughts in the Middle of the Night)

Chapter Fifteen: Thoughts in the Middle of the Night:

I couldn’t fall asleep right away. I stared at Simone as she slept. We’ve been out on the city for the whole day. She dragged me everywhere. I just happily followed behind. I didn’t mind it either. The more I am with her, the more I start to see the beauty of Paris that I thought was a fairy tale.

I rolled over onto my back.

Now that I think about it, it doesn’t feel like that it’s been months that we have been together. I could’ve sworn that it was five years now. Would we really make it that far? I thought that would be the case with Paula. Ha, look how that turned out.

I don’t need to think about her again. She made her choice. I’m with Simone now. Wait, am I really dating? Some of the time it doesn’t feel like it. There isn’t anyone else. She makes it feel clear that it’s just her and me. After all, she knows about my situation. Simone was the one who declared that she would make me forget about my ex. Ambitious goal that she took on for herself. But I have to admit that it’s working.

Where are we going to go together? I know that I have to work in the morning. Simone probably has to work too. Reality can be so lame. I bet if we could, we would be exploring more of Paris and have many more adventure. But, we need the money to do that. Then again, we wouldn’t have to do much around the city. Being with her is just enough.

There are some signs that there are things going well between us. I have met her family. Marie has accepted as her potential son-in-law. I can see it in her eyes. Emilie and her husband, Antonie, seem to like me too. Pierre and Edouard are cool with me. Charlotte, on the other hand, might need a little work on. She still acts like a little snort around me. I guess that is how younger siblings are in general with the new boyfriend or girlfriend. Aside from her, the family has welcomed me with open arms. I should introduce mom to Simone sometime. Funny thing was she didn’t like Paula so much.

“You can do so much better, William,” Mom told me so many times. “Why her?” I wonder what she would think about Simone. She might be put off by the deep indigo braids at first. But, Simone is pretty cute once you look past the weird hair color. Who knows? Mom might fall in love with her just like Marie fell in love with me.

What else is there? Well, work isn’t so bad anymore. My ex is still there. I still have to work with her. I still try not make eye contact with her. But, I have been trying to distract myself from her by trying to work on other tasks at work. There is new position opening up in a couple of weeks. Alexis is trying to push me to take it.

“Come on, Will,” he said. “It’s more money in your pocket.”

“I don’t know,” I said. “My French still isn’t that good.”

“It doesn’t matter,” Alexis said. “They will train you in the position. Plus, you’ll get away from you know who more often.” I looked at him with an odd look on my face.

“Isn’t she trying to go for the same position too?” I asked.

“So?” he asked. “Go for it anyway.”

“Why should I?”

He shrugged and shook his head. “Why not?”

“Why don’t you do it?”

“I already have applied. I just want to do it too.”

Something is telling me to now be so trusting about this idea. Why does he want me to go for the new position so much? What he does he get out of it? Is he pushing me forward to make Paula upset? Right now, I haven’t made up my mind yet. Simone would probably push me to go for it. Well, that kind of a boring thought. I don’t feel like going to sleep yet either. Lying here awake would be so boring. Plus, I have to get up and go to work in the morning.

I rolled over onto my side. Gah, the light through the blinds are too bright. I probably should get up and close the curtains. But, I don’t feel like getting up right now. What is behind those blinds? Of course there is another apartment, but who lives in there? Are they secretly famous and living on the down low to get away from the lime light? What if they are artists and love to paint? Does Simone know who’s next door? Maybe I should ask her when I leave in the morning.

I glance behind me when I heard French mumbling. Simone rolled over and settled back into place. I couldn’t help but smile. I turned over to see her back. I had never noticed the little spots near spine. What are those? I almost don’t want to ask if in case I end up upsetting her. I hope they are nothing serious. Maybe they are just spots.

I closed my eyes and shook my head. I really do need to get to sleep now. Okay, I am going to try. I closed my eyes and lay on my back again. I never noticed that her room smells just like her. My last thought for the night was her perfume.


In the morning, I awoke to see Simone smiling at me in bed.

“Good morning,” she whispered.

“Morning,” I said. “Are you busy this evening?”

“Not really,” she said. “Mama’s birthday is coming up tomorrow. Will you come by and help me set up the restaurant for the party?” I smiled as I pushed some of her bangs from her forehead.

“Of course,” I said. “I wouldn’t have it any other way.” We shared one more kiss before we got up and headed out for the morning. I think I am going to enjoy this upcoming birthday party for Marie.

End of Book Three

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