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　　After seeing the Eiffel Tower Chad takes my hand and we walk through the streets of Paris, until we reach a restaurant. He looks at me. "Do you want to grab something to eat?"

　　"Sure," I place my hand on my stomach as it grumbles. "I'm starving."

　　He whispers in my ear. "I'm starving for something that's not on the menu, but I'll wait until we get back to the hotel for my dessert."

　　I slap his arm. "You're a dirty man."

　　Chad wraps his arms around me. "But, you love me all the same don't you, beautiful?"

　　"Of course I do."

　　The waiter looks up from the podium...