"Ethan!" my face lit up as I saw him.
"JJ, finally we meet again." he gave me a side hug and then faced the girl next to him. "Irina, she's Jillian my best friend. Jillian, this is Irina my fiancee."
The last time Ethan and I met was when we had lunch at Margon restaurant. There he told me that he was engaged with a Jordanian woman, named Irina who also was on the internship program. It was love at first sight and five months after dating, he proposed to her.
I was shocked to say the least. I never thought he was the first one who would get engaged. He always said that he didn't believe in love at the first sight, but here he was engaged to the woman he fell in love with the very first time he saw her.
"How are you?" I asked Irina. She was so pretty. Long shiny black hair, big dark green eyes, and long black eyelashes.
"I'm doing well." she replied shyly. "We're doing some shopping, because we're planning to move to Jordan."
"Really?" I asked surprised. "That's great. When?"
"When Ethan gets the job in Jordan. We can get an email anytime now." She looked at Ethan with a small smile and I could see how much she loved him.
Ethan nodded. "Yes, once I get an email we are moving immediately."
"That's awesome Ethan!" I was so happy for him, that he got what he wanted. "And what about you Irina?"
"Me?" she asked, "I'll take over my parent's business."
I nodded. That makes sense.
I looked at my watch and my eyes widened. Marco would be at my apartment in an hour and I still needed to go to Macy's.
"It was great to finally meet you." I hugged Irina. "But I've to go now. I hope to see you both before you leave for Jordan."
"I'll give you a call." Ethan promised.
I said my goodbyes to them and walked into Macy's to buy the last stuff I needed for Paris.
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I sprinkled some green parmesan cheese on the Cajun chicken pasta, before serving it on the plates.
Marco was about to come any moment now.
After I was done shopping, I did some quick grocery shopping. Then I facetimed aunt Lydia and put my phone on the fridge so she could give me directions on how to make Cajun chicken pasta.
I was planning to make my favorite dish and probably the only dish I could make on top of my head, but I decided to try something new.
I heard the front door opening and closing and I knew it was Marco. I told him in the message that he could just walk in, I would leave the door open. I looked down at my outfit and it wasn't that bad.
I wore a Ivory shift dress, that had a little bit sauce on the bottom, but it looked presentable. I walked into the living room and Marco was placing his jacket on the couch.
"How was work Casanova?" I stood on my tippy toes and placed a quick kiss on his lips. "Mmh good." he mumbled against my lips. "I don't like that nickname."
I giggled. "What do you want me to call you then? Chunky butt? Muffin?"
"You're so horrible in giving nicknames." he chuckled, placing another kiss on my lips. Before I knew it, he held my waist firmly and sat down on the couch, placing me on his lap. "Mi amor, would be cute."
"Nope." I said, shaking my head. "Milan is my mi amor."
He laughed. "Well then you have two."
"No, you chunky butt." I playfully slapped him and tried to wiggle myself out of this position.
"I swear, you are waking up the big fella of this chunky butt if you will not stop wiggling." he warned, trying to hold me still.
"What?" For a minute I didn't know what he was talking about. "Ohh." I said embarrassed after I finally realized what he meant.
"Yes, ohh." he smirked, probably enjoying every single minute of this.
I leaned in and softly kissed him on his lips. "Dinner's ready Vasilios." I licked his bottom lip before pulling away.
I stood up and smirked when he groaned, frustrated that I broke the kiss.
"You little tease !”
Jillian Malik P.O.V
I woke up feeling tired. I looked at my phone, it was 4:00 PM. I stretched and let out a loud yawn. I looked at the night stand on my right and saw a rose with a note attached on it. I picked it up and smiled at what was written on it.
I'm at a meeting. I'll pick you up at seven pm. We're going to the eiffel tower.
See you tonight, pudding.
I placed the rose back on the night stand and stood up to go to the bathroom. I took a quick shower and covered myself in a white bathrobe.
Early this morning we arrived in Paris. The flight from New York to Paris was pleasant. There was no turbulence or whatsoever as how they mentioned at the beginning of the flight. Thank goodness nothing kinky happened during the flight except for a lot of kissing. I wasn't ready yet to be welcomed in the mile-high club. When we arrived at the private airport of the Vasilios we immediately drove to Le Meurice, the hotel we were staying at, because Marco needed to shower and prepare for his meeting at noon. While he was busy on his laptop finishing his work, I took a nap on the kingsized bed.
I walked back into my plush Louis XVI style decorated bedroom and ordered Gougère through room service. I was hungry, because I hadn't had lunch. Marco ate the fruit bowl I brought with me while I was sleeping.
The Gougères arrived and my mouth started to water. Gougères are small french pastries and they are filled with ingredients such as mushrooms , beef, or ham. I took a bite of one and moaned in pleasure. It tasted that good.
After I finished the Gougères I opened my suitcase to pick out a dress for tonight. I picked the one Reina chose for me. A long nude glitter backless dress. I tried it at home and it fitted me like a glove. She also packed matching heels with them, luckily this time they weren't as high as skyscrapers. They were a pair of beautiful four inch nude heels with see through straps.
I placed the dress and shoes on the bed and went on the balcony. It had a beautiful view of the Tuileries gardens. The hotel itself was luxurious. They had sophisticated rooms and suites with Italian marble bathrooms. All have flat-screen TVs, free Wi-Fi and air-conditioning, and 24-hour room service is available.
There were also 2 lavishly decorated restaurants, including a renowned restaurant serving haute cuisine, plus a chic bar hosting nightly live jazz, and a spa with mosaic hammams and a sun terrace.