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Chapter 207

Author: Gregory Ellington
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Olivia

We stood there on the yacht deck, Paris glittering around us like scattered diamonds. The Eiffel Tower's lights danced on the Seine's dark water, creating paths of gold that rippled with each passing wave.

Alexander's arms tightened around me, his chin resting on my shoulder. "Cold?"

"A little," I admitted, though I didn't want to move from this spot.

He released me only long enough to shrug out of his jacket and drape it over my shoulders. The fabric held his warmth and that clean, expensive scent that was uniquely him.

"Better?"

"Much."

The yacht continued its lazy circuit of the Seine, passing under bridges and gliding past centuries-old buildings. Other boats dotted the water, their windows glowing with warm light, but it felt like we had the river to ourselves.

"Thank you for this," I said, leaning back against his chest. "For all of this. London, Paris, everything."

"You've said that before."

"Bears repeating." I tilted my head to look up at him. "Most people don
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