As her mount shifted uneasily under her, she grasped the brim of her old felt Stetson, gazed upwards and remembered Jean Pierre.
“You haven’t lived until you’ve been in love with two men at the same time.” She lightly chuckled as she watch the love god Cupid form in the clouds.
Alejandro wrapped his arms around her waist, kissed the mole behind her ear. It always turned her legs into jelly. As he circled the mole with the tip of his tongue, he could feel her knees quivering.
“How could you fall in love with someone after just three hours?” he whispered.
“Sweetheart, we’re in Paris!” She stood on her toes, leaned over the bar, spread her arms wide. The cool Spring breeze whisked her hair back off of her face. “It’s in the air!”
“I’m never leaving you alone with a tour guide again,” he said.
word count: 125
—Nortina
Mondays Finish the Story: a flash fiction challenge where we provide you with a new photo each week, and the first sentence of a story. Your challenge is to finish the story using 100-150 words, not including the sentence provided.
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Lovely Curses 
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Lovely story, tour guides especially French ones with that accent – ooh, la, la.
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Oh yes! They speak, and I melt! 😉
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Falling in love is what Paris is all about, and why not twice?! Loved it!
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Why not twice? Why not three times? 😉 Thanks for reading!
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Loved it Nortina! I would think that Paris would have you falling in love with more than just one man!
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Definitely! 😀
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Those darn tour guides! Nicely done Nortina. A light and airy tale. Thank you for participating in the Mondays Finish the Story challenge. Be well… ^..^
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Yes! Those darn tour guides! 😉 Thanks for reading!
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See you next week!
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Love it!!! Paris will do that to woman!!
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