Alexandra was lost in his words, his scent, the feel of his lips on her cheek. She closed her eyes, soaking it all in. She bit her lip softly, fighting back a soft moan that threatened to escape her lips, turning it into a sigh. She felt weak in the knees and leaned against David to steady herself. Her heart beat wildly in her chest and she wanted to speak her feelings for him, what he truly meant to her, but again, it caught in her throat.

"I could listen to you speak all night. Such beautiful words. They work their way into my heart and soul and hold me captive. Not a one of Michelangelo's sculptures could ever compare to you. You are more valuable to me than any trinket or jewel."

She shuddered half from the cold breeze, half from the longing for his lips to touch her skin again. She felt him hold her up, keeping her from falling over, his heart racing like hers. It kept perfect time with his. She leaned against him as they stood by the waters edge, leaning up to press her lips to his cheek, returning his romantic gesture with one of her own.

"Shall we see Paris together, through new eyes?"

She smiled up at him as they walked, her hand in his. She looked up into his eyes, her heart began to beat rapidly, finding herself getting lost in his eyes again. She hoped he would let her show him Paris as she saw it with him. She inhaled his scent, her mind began to swirl. He smelled like rain, library books, and chocolate. She found herself intoxicated by him in every way imaginable.