9

after a hot evening and night in the morning I can't wake up and I do it only at nine o'clock and to my surprise he was in bed too

"but it's late we have to go ..."

"can you take your time in a couple of hours Jack is coming"

"jack?" I ask surprised

was he talking about the pilot?

but today was Friday we had to go to work ...

"yes! we're leaving soon"

"but we haven't packed and..."

"Livia packed them for me, the only thing she didn't take were the things you need for make-up"

I looked at him I wasn't surprised he had always been romantic, but something told me that this time he had been a little more romantic ...

I'm a lucky woman...

I kissed him repeatedly

"Will the children come too?"

"If you want... but they weren't planned."

I knew he wanted to be alone with me, but something made me say...

"How long are we staying?"

he smiled mischievously before answering

"Eight days."

I widen my eyes.

"What about the office?"

"I bring my tablet, the one I use for digital signatures, so if there are things to sign I sign them and they arrive right away".

he says, looking at me.

and I was supposed to spend eight days without the kids?

he seems to read my mind

"If you want we can bring them, but I wanted to be alone with you".

"Yes, but eight days is a long time," I said.

We left them at home a few times, but never more than two days ...

"They're even bigger ...come on" he said holding me tighter "I'll think that you don't want to be with me".

I think about it for a moment and reluctantly admit that it would have been nice just him and me ...

"As you wish!"

I give up in the end.

"It means that if I'm not enough for you anymore we'll send for them, okay?"

"alright though I think you'll be enough for me... and where are we going?"

"I won't tell you that, because tonight you'll find out."

he said, smiling.

So we got up and when we went downstairs we were alone, the others had already left, so we got ready.

During the trip I was as excited as if it was the first time I was getting on the jet, but for me it had become like taking a taxi for the others .

It was only in the evening when we arrived that I realised once again how romantic my husband was.

We were in Paris ...

it had been our destination one of our first dates and since then we had not come back ... he knew that it was so much that I wanted to come there and not for one day ...

FLASBAK

I see myself in the office fantasising

"what are you thinking about?" he had asked me

"About our weekend in Paris!"

"do you want to go back?"

"Yes, but this time we'll stay longer!" I said.

"OK, as soon as possible."

he promised

END FLASHBAK

And now here we are

there was a car waiting to take us to the plaza.

I hadn't told him anything yet but I think he could see how happy I was .

once in the room I threw my arms around his neck and just said

"thank you"

it wasn't just a thank you for taking me there

it was a thank you for everything

for being so attentive

so romantic

for always pleasing me

for managing to make everything so easy even when it wasn't ...

"happy?" he asks me

"With you always" I answer him

That evening we dined in the hotel restaurant

But the real surprise was the next day

As soon as I woke up I heard him say "best wishes my love".

"Happy birthday to you too!" I replied.

wondering what I had done to deserve such a man...

we spend the whole day walking around between the Seine and the Eiffel Tower taking photos in the evening he takes me to the restaurant where we had gone many years before everything was the same as I remembered it ...

"you remembered it"

I sigh as I enter

"did you doubt it?"

no I couldn't he remembered everything to the thousandth ...

that week was magical

It was like rediscovering ourselves ...

I understood why he didn't want anyone else around, he had arranged everything in the most tender and romantic way, and only for two ...

But in spite of everything I had to constantly try to control my thoughts which who knows why they constantly came back to Adam .

and while I was thinking this I could hear Roberto's voice saying

"I'll always be there, even if you don't see me, I'll always be by your side."

I looked at that man who was so beautiful and wonderful in every way at my side almost with a sense of guilt .

It had been exactly five years since I had felt this way

since the night I got married in the morning

FLASHBAK

I remember his lips on mine and how excited I was how much he wanted me so I asked

"but weren't you the one sleeping with a drunk girl?"

although I saw him double I could tell from his voice that he was surprised "and what do you know?" he told me

"You told me!" I answered him.

"How long have you known?" he asked tensely.

"a little"

"You remembered everything, even what happened afterwards?" he asked excitedly.

"oh yes!" I said laughing foolishly but it wasn't me it was the alcohol in my system that made me behave like that otherwise it would have been impossible for me to behave like that I remember straddling him I said in his ear "I remember until when you told me how good you taste"

I feel him startle and lean against him.

"You've changed your perfume!" I tell him, still excited.

"No!" he replies.

"Yes, that evening you smelled different" I say at a certain point, sure.

"Yes, it's different from that evening, but I've been using it for almost two years".

"The other one suited you better".

I tell him still stunned

He asks again, looking at me with his eyes full of desire.

"Were you looking at me like that on purpose that night?"

"I would have liked to be in the place of those strawberries and that cream" I say with the sincerity of drunks and he, hearing that, goes back to kissing me for a while, I let him do it, but when he unbuttons my trousers and puts his hand in my knickers, I shine again.

"What are you doing?" I tell him.

he looks at me astonished

"But what do you think you tell me those things and what should I do?"

"I didn't remember anything, he looked at me for a moment in silence and then said demoralized realizing that the moment had passed, "It doesn't matter, I'll take you home!

"will you be there tomorrow?" I ask him after a while we were almost home and he waits to park in front of my house and then replies

"No, I'm not coming.

"Why not?"

"I don't want to see the woman I love marry someone else and you shouldn't either, since you were about to sleep with me just now".

"I was drunk!"

"when you are drunk you are sincere" he said looking at me

END FLASHBAK

Could he have been right?

"Anna, are you OK?"

"Yes, I was just thinking, who knows what they're doing at home!"

I hated lying to him, and after that evening I didn't do it anymore, why did I have to start now?