Chapter Fourty Five

Chapter Fourty-Five

Author's Pov

As the morning sun gently filtered through the window, Picasso stirred awake, a mischievous smile playing on her lips. He glanced at Rico, still lost in dreams, and decided to wake him up in the most delightful way. Quietly, he leaned over and placed a soft kiss on his bare shoulders, savoring the warmth and intimacy shared between them.

When Rico finally opened his eyes, he was greeted by Picasso's beaming face. "Good morning, my love," he whispered, his eyes sparkling with excitement. "I have a surprise for you!" Rico couldn't help but be intrigued and curious about what Picasso had in store for him.

Picasso guided Rico through the bustling streets of Paris, hand in hand, both filled with anticipation. They arrived at a charming café tucked away in a hidden corner, its tables adorned with vibrant flowers. Rico's heart skipped a beat as he realized that Picasso had planned a romantic date just for the two of them.

They settled at a table with a pictur