LUCIA'S POV.
"Paris?" I tried not to squeal. Oh my god! We are actually in Paris right now. Not that I haven't been here earlier but Paris is always exciting. I can't believe this.
"Yes, Paris. It's like a birthday gift to the kids, you know?" Damon smiled at me. And I returned his smile.
"That's so sweet, Damon. They are going to love it." I said.
“Only them? Aren't you like… obsessed with Paris?" He teased and I playfully glared at him. We both burst out laughing before we were interrupted by the kids.
“Let's go. Let's go." They screamed excitedly.
It was midnight here and all of us were so tired with all the activities we did back home and all the traveling.
The driver of the black limo stops the vehicle in front of a hotel. Le Bristol. I remember this hotel. The first time I came to Paris with Damon, we stayed here. I smile as memories strike through me. room but I wouldn't mind anyway as we are on better terms now.
"Reserved in the name of Walters." Damon says with ease to the woman behind the desk. The woman looks up and her mouth falls open as she looks at Damon. She's staring at him like she wants to eat him. Her cheeks flush and she smiles looking down.
"O-one second, please.” She says, blushing continuously. Is she fucking serious? I'm standing right next to him and he's carrying our daughter. But you both aren't together. My subconscious rolls her eyes at me. I ask her to shut up.
"Um...yes, Mr. Walter." She flushes again. She leans forward trying to display her cleavage. I cringe and roll my eyes. "Can I have your ID card, please." She says, giving him a flirty smile. Damon scowls at her and I know that he's getting irritated.
"Miss Porter." A voice says from behind her and she turns around. "I'm sorry, Mr. Damon , she's new here." The man apologizes.
"Whatever. I need the card for our room.” Damon snaps at the man.
"I'm sorry sir." He says and hands the key card to the room. Damon glares at the girl who is now looking down at the floor, the color drained from her face and she looks pale.
"Your luggage is already there, sir." The man adds and Damon nods at him.
“Come on." He says turning towards me. I nod and follow him towards the elevator. The familiar atmosphere brings butterflies in my stomach.
The kiss we shared here was quite steamy that evening. I look at Damon and his eyes are on the screen next to the doors of the elevator but I can see him smirking and I know he's thinking about it too. After a good two minutes we reach the top floor and Damon leads us to our room.
"I could sleep for a year." I groaned dramatically, and Damon chuckled from the other side of the bed.
We've been here for thirty minutes now and it's been nothing but lovely. I went to shower while Damon tucked the kids in bed. Later he took a shower as I put on some night clothes.
Thank god, I packed some. Now Damon and I are laying on either side of the kids, the bed too big for all four of us.
"Are you Okay in all of us sleeping in the same bed? We can have another suite." Damon says.
"No it's fine.” I try not to sound desperate. Damon hesitates for a while but then gives up Giving me a pleasant smile. I drift off with a smile on my face.
"Lucy, You need to wake up. Now." I hear someone trying to wake me up. I groan and pull the sheets over my head, blocking the person. “We are gonna be late. Come on." The person pulls the sheets down again. I groan once more and open my eyes.
Damon is sitting next to me in the bed. He's shirtless and his hair is damp and I know he just showered. And I hate to admit it but he looks so damn hot.
"Done checking me out?" He smirks, making me blush.
"I've seen better." I tease and he scowls at me. "Why did you wake me up?" I ask him.
"Get ready. We're gonna be late." He says and I furrow my eyebrows at him.
“Late? For what?" I ask.
“Will you get ready?” He rolls his eyes at me and walks to his suitcase. I sigh and slip out of the bed. The kids are still sleeping.
"Do I wake them up?" I ask.
"Yes, if you want to shower after giving them a bath." He says and I nod.
"Honey, wake up." I wake the kids up.
We've all showered and dressed up. Damon is dressed in a casual black t-shirt paired with blue jeans, looking incredibly handsome and I am dressed In a white full sleeved t-shirt and blue jeans. I dressed the kids in black jeans and Emma is wearing a pink hoodie and Evan a t-shirt and a black jacket. Evan's hair is pushed back and the credit goes to his dad.
“Where to?" I ask .
“Breakfast first." Damon says and leads us to the hotel restaurant.
Once done with the breakfast Damon leads us out of the hotel and the limo from last night arrives.
"Oh my god! This car is so big!" Evan squeals, dragging the word so. I laugh at him.
Yesterday night, the kids fell asleep so they actually didn't take a look at it.
"Yes. And it is ours." Damon says and ruffles his hair.
“Really? Wow!" Emma and Evan squeal. I laugh again. The driver opens our door and We all get in. I buckle the kids with their seat belts and sit next to them.
“Where are we going, Daddy?” Emma asks.
"It's a surprise, princess. You're gonna love it." He says to her with a smile. After all the laughter, teasing, groaning and smiles the car stops and Damon smiles widely. What is he up to? "Come on. We're here." He says and gets out of the limo after the driver opens the door. I unbuckle the kids and we walk out of it. I look up and immediately my mouth is on the floor. He didn't not just... oh my god!!