One Night in Paris — Twyla Turner

Rhian:I've never been anywhere outside of my city. Hell, I've barely left my house in years. Being well over 400 lbs can sometimes do that in a society that hates fat people. But now that I'm 440 lbs down...200 lbs for me, plus another 240 when I dropped my verbally abusive ex...I'm ready to go on an adventure I've waited my whole life to take. Go big or go home, right?A trip down the wrong street, and I stumble upon a protest on my first trip to Paris. I turn to make my escape. Only to come face to face with a line of heavily armored French police. My brain tells my feet to flee as fast as they can take me. My kind doesn't always fare well with cops in situations like these. Unfortunately, it's just not my day. Or so it would seem.In my haste, I collide right into the arms of the enemy. But is he really? I don't remember enemies having a smile like that. With eyes like a cat, that sparkle with mischief and pleasures untold. And a body Michelangelo would weep over. I could lose myself in a face and body like that. And I've never lost myself to anyone before.Blaise:I was just trying to do my job. The day should've been heavy and tense. It was…but for all the wrong reasons.My body tensed. Not because the protest had escalated. But because of the animal instinct inherent in my sex. I am the predator and she is the hunted. I'm ready for the chase.My heart feels heavy. Not because of the anger running through the city that is rightly felt, which I can't admit to anyone. But because it already feels the weight of her within, and yet she's never spoken a word to me.She is not what I should want. Not what I should crave. But the promise in the dark depths of her pretty eyes, made me forget my surroundings.I shouldn't want him.I can't want her.We are too different.We are worlds apart.In every way.In every way.Yet…I can't resist the pull. So, tonight, I will give all of myself. Mind, body, and soul. This hotel room will be filled with secrets. Told and performed behind its walls. We won't speak of tomorrow until tomorrow comes. For now… it's just you and me.You and me…