Landslide by NJ Cole

Author:NJ Cole [Cole, NJ]
Language: eng
Format: epub, azw3
Publisher: NJ Cole/Createspace
Published: 2013-08-02T23:00:00+00:00

Paris! I was going to Paris! And with Maxwell.

Christmas had been wonderful, but Paris was going to be different. It was two nights! And unlike Christmas, which had been a gift in itself, Paris was planned. The way he’d asked me was different, too. Not only had he used the word date, he’d said he wanted to go with me, and not just little girl.

If I were honest, that part made me nervous. I knew he liked his little girl. I mean...she was his fantasy. But me? Mackenzie? That was a different story. I was just some kid. The funny thing was, I never really fit in with people my age, and even though Maxwell was closer to the age of my parents, I seemed to connect with him the most. When we were together, I felt like we were the same age.

If his career had been different, I might have even tried to make a relationship work. I didn’t care about the age difference at all. In fact, I thought it was hot. I liked that he was older. He made me feel safe and protected. When I was sixteen and my crush for the Senator was in full swing, I’d asked my dad why Maxwell wasn’t married and didn’t have kids. He told me that Max was too busy with his career to settle down and then he laughed about him liking to play the field. I’d known exactly what he meant, too. It had hurt then, and it sure as hell stung now.

The thing was, as much as I wanted to be a wife and mother, I knew that if Maxwell wanted to be with me, I’d give up both of those dreams just to be his…even if being his meant we had to keep things a secret. Is that what he wanted, though? I decided not to focus on the what ifs and the what could bes, and focus on what was happening now; in two days, I was going to Paris with Maxwell Joseph!

Booking the tickets was easy. It was only an hour and fifteen minute flight, and there were tons of those. Finding a hotel was harder. I wanted to stay somewhere romantic, but I also knew I’d have to book two rooms. After all, Senator Joseph couldn’t go checking into a hotel room with me. I’d called several, and all they had were rooms on separate floors. I wanted them to be right next to each other—adjoining if at all possible.

I’d just about given up when my phone rang. Answering it, I was happy to learn it was a receptionist from a very romantic hotel. It had been my first call and by far my top choice.

“Bonjour, Mademoiselle,” she said in a heavy French accent. “I was calling about the rooms that you requested. We still don’t have two adjoining rooms, but a suite has become available. It has two bedrooms and a sitting area, and there is a balcony overlooking the Champs-Elysees with a view of the Arc de Triomphe.

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