City Lounge: Berlin (Book Two, Chapter Seven: Art Exhibit)

Chapter Seven: Art Exhibit:

I don’t remember ever going to Berlinische Galerie. Standing in front of glass doors felt like a dream. I had to pinch myself in the cheeks. Suddenly, I felt underdressed.

“Fancy place,” I whispered. Sebastian put his arm around my shoulders.

“I don’t think so,” he said. I looked up at him with a weird look on my face. I took look around the museum. Everyone was either dressed in black, white, or both. We blended in, color-wise, I’ll give us that. But, the other guests looked like they had walked out of period piece from England. One lady even stopped and looked me up and down. She wrinkled her nose and walked off. Sebastian patted me on the head. More

City Lounge: Berlin (Book Two, Chapter Six: First Date)

Chapter Six: First Date:

So, this happened.

Somehow, I ended up on a date with Sebastian on Friday night. I was heading back from my lunch break when I got the text.

“Hey, what are you doing this evening?” his message read. I raised an eyebrow at the words. What is this?

“No, why?” I typed back. His response made my heart jump.

“Care to go out to an art club opening in Kreuzberg tonight?”

My cheeks turned red. Wait… Is he asking me out on date? “Like on a date?” I didn’t get a reply until I made it up to my floor. More

City Lounge: Paris (Book Two, Chapter Fifteen: Vow)

Chapter Fifteen: Vow:

I awoke back in my room the next morning. To my surprise, I found Simone sitting at the foot of my bed, watching me. I sat up with a perplexed look on my face.

“Simone?” I asked. “You stayed here all night? Watching me?”

“I had to,” she said. “It didn’t feel right to put you to bed and leave you after your little trip?” At first, what she said didn’t make any sense.

“Huh?” I asked.

“Last night, you were upset about your ex,” Simone said.

“I remember that part.”

“Well, I let you get it all out of your system. When you fell asleep, I remembered my promise to make you forget about her. So I figured that you needed a little pick-me-up to help flush your misery out for a night.” More

City Lounge: Paris (Book Two, Chapter Fourteen: Blue High)

Chapter Fourteen: Blue High:

I stirred awoke when someone shook me on the shoulder. I drew open my eyes to see Simone staring back at me. My vision was blurry without my glasses as I blinked.

“Simone?” I asked. “You’re still here, why?”

“Get up,” she whispered. “I have to show you something.” Her words woke me up to confusion.

“Huh?” I asked. The Indigo Queen grabbed me by the shoulder and tried to pull me off my bed. My face hit the floor.

“Whoa!” I shouted. “What the hell?!”

“Get up and get dressed,” Simone said. “I have a way to help solve your problems.” I tilted my head, blinking. More

City Lounge: Paris (Book Two, Chapter Ten: Who is Simone?)

Chapter Ten: Who is Simone?:

I watched Simone across the table as we waited for the appetizers. Who exactly was she? Part of me is tilted to peel back to the curtain and see what’s behind the show. But if I do that, the magic will be gone. For days, I have been back and forth about this battle in my head.

Tonight, I didn’t try to hold back.

“Simone,” I spoke up.

“Yes?” she asked. Her voice made me hesitate at first. I slapped myself in the cheeks and shook my head. I must stay focused here. Just come out and ask it without any tripping over myself. More

City Lounge: Paris (Book Two, Chapter Eight: Season of the Witch)

Chapter Eight: Season of the Witch:

Simone has this powerful hold on me. Every night, I am reminded of this. Tonight was no different. I walked her home from hanging around at her mom’s cafe. It started with Simone nibbling on my ear. My whole body became tense.  When my eyes trailed downwards, she looked up at me with catlike grin.

“Entertain me,” she purred in my ear. Something in her voice ordered me to comply. My face turned red as I gulped.

“Simone…” was all that came out of my mouth.

“Please?” she asked. I hadn’t realized how close she was to my body. I lowered my eyes to where she had her arms around mine. More

City Lounge: Paris (Book Two, Chapter Six: Fruit Market)

Chapter Six: Fruit Market:

Who knew Paula and I lived near the Marché Bastille? Okay, we passed through it a few times when going to and from work, but I never stopped, stopped in it for a look around. We always bought food at the high-priced stores.

“We always bought food at the high-priced stores,” I repeated to Simone as walked through, looking at the many stalls opening up for the day.

“I am sorry to hear that,” she said. I gave her a strange look.

“Don’t you shop at the high-priced stores too?” I asked.

“Not for food,” Simone said. “Mama wouldn’t let me hear the end of it if I did.”

“Huh?” I asked. More

City Lounge: Paris (Book Two, Chapter Five: Simone, Up, and Down)

Chapter Five: Simone, Up, and Down:

-Saturday Morning-

I woke in my bed from yesterday evening. I rubbed my forehead as I looked around.

“Where am I?” I muttered.

“Your place,” I heard someone answer. I looked and saw Simone sitting at the foot of my bed.

“So good to see you awake,” she said. I tilted my head.

“You dragged me home yesterday?” I asked.

“I had to. It wouldn’t be right to leave you laid out in the shop.”

I looked at her with big eyes. “What happened to me?”

“You drank your coffee too fast.”



I tilted my head before it donned on me. “Oh…”

“Yes. You drank it too fast. You’re not supposed to do that.”

“I’m not?”

“No.” She smiled when she said that. I began to remember the activities in that shop. I looked that Indigo Queen in her the eyes. More

City Lounge: Paris (Book Two, Chapter Two: Work Day)

Chapter Two: Work Day:

It’s going to another boring day at work. Plus, I have to face the traitor. I glanced over from my computer screen to see Paula staring at her computer. She didn’t even try to look at me. I wasn’t as bitter was I was about a week and half ago. Despite the pain, I tried to smile and put up with working with the ex.

“Did you see the boss’ e-mail yet?” I asked.

“No, not yet,” Paula said, not looking up. I don’t know what to do with her yet. At first, I was too mad to even think about it. Now, I am just in limbo, I think… More

City Lounge: Paris (Book One, Chapter Thirteen: Simone’s World)

Chapter Thirteen: Simone’s World:

Saturday came and I waited around in my living room. Simone said that she was coming to pick me up at ten. I stood almost stunned in that cafe on my path home.

“So… wait? Is this a date?” I asked. Simone playfully shrugged her shoulders.

“Maybe…” she said. I frowned and narrowed my eyes at her.

“Why do you always do this to me?” I asked.

“Do what?”

I rolled my eyes over the phone. “You always tease and never give any answers! Why?”

“Do I now?”

I pushed back my hair from my eyes. “Cut it out!” Simone’s only response was laughter over the other line. More

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