Danni’s One Shot
Devon and I stand out in the balcony with his hands wrapped around my hips.
“France baby!” I yell at the top of my lungs, probably causing Devon to flinch.
“You’re rather excited,” Devon replies, chuckling in my ears.
I turn around throwing my hands around Devon’s neck and giving him a quick peek on the cheeks.
“I’ve always wanted to visit France,” I reply, giggling.
“What shall we do first?” Devon asks, letting go of the embrace and walking back into hotel room.
“Let’s go shopping,” I suggest, shrugging my shoulders as I follow Devon back inside.
“Girls and their shopping,” he replies, rolling his eyes but it glints with humour.
I pout, running up to Devon and jumping on his back. “What’s so bad about shopping?”