This Life II by Cara Dee

Author:Cara Dee [Dee, Cara]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-03-16T16:00:00+00:00

20

Emilia O’Shea

If I’d dared to dream about traveling the world before meeting Finnegan, it wouldn’t have included doing so while being on a freaking crime spree.

We arrived in Paris early on New Year’s Eve. The sun wasn’t up, and unlike London, this city slept sometimes. The streets were all but deserted at four in the morning, and Finnegan took the scenic route for my sake. He browsed through some songs on the dashboard display and settled for one he said Grace used to love. It was a song called “I Love Paris,” sung by Ella Fitzgerald.

I gathered his hand on my lap and gave it a squeeze as we reached the river.

“Over there, you see where the glass pyramid is?” He nodded up ahead. “That’s part of the Louvre.”

“Oh, that’s so cool.” I smiled.

He lifted our linked hands and kissed the tops of my fingers. “I’ll take you here one day like Pop took Ma. She adored Paris.” He grinned tenderly at something, maybe a memory. “She used to tell me how they could spend hours in a café—right around here, I reckon. Overlooking the river, watching people walk by, eating too many pastries. And…fuck, back then, I got restless just hearing about it.”

I laughed softly, trying to imagine my husband sitting down for more than one hour.

Especially these days. Not only because of…everything, but also because he was in a good mood since the gig in Amsterdam had paid off in more ways than they had hoped. And Finnegan in a good mood…? The Energizer Bunny had nothing on him.

“Now I wouldn’t mind it,” he murmured, glancing at the outdoor seating areas along the sidewalk. Chairs were stacked upon one another, and the heaters were chained together.

“Do they sit outside all year-round?” I wondered.

“Pretty much.”

I smiled and stroked his fingers absently. “Okay, I have to admit it’s a struggle to see you enjoying something like that.”

He chuckled and slowed down for a light, though it turned green as we got nearer. “Nah. I don’t know. But—you know, yeah, actually. That’s what I want right now. You and me in one of these places, talking, dreaming, just forgetting the world for a bit.”

He was so damn sweet sometimes.

“We could talk about names for the little one,” he mused. “Or you could tell me where to go when I suggest a man cave in our new house.”

I laughed and shook my head.

We didn’t even have a house yet, although he’d told me he’d bought a piece of land outside Philadelphia. Villanova was an upscale township, and I was sure I’d be overwhelmed by everything once we started buildi—

“Oh my God!” I gasped, interrupting my own thoughts.

It was the Eiffel Tower, and it was sparkling. Holy crap, it was big. And so beautiful. Thousands upon thousands of lights glittered across the statuesque monument.

The closer we got, the bigger it appeared.

“We’re in Paris, Finnegan.” I was in awe.

As we drove past it, he slowed down so I could soak it in, and I was almost leaning over him to peer out his window.

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