“Oh.. my god,” Leon gasped as he sat his suitcase down on the bed. “Baby.. look at the view.” He took you by the shoulders and swivelled you around to look out the hotel window.

It was a sight to behold. Snow was falling from the grey clouds above, coating the Eiffel Towers garden in a sheet of white– the lights of the tower shimmering like stars.

Leon’s strong arms wrap around your waist, pulling you back against him as he admired the scenery with you. It was almost Christmas and he had booked a surprise vacation for both of you. 15 days in Paris, the city of Love.

He’d been away most of the year out on missions, so he felt like he needed to make it up to you. Booking a lavish hotel with a perfect view of the Eiffel Tower, with free breakfast every morning.

He pressed a kiss to your cheek and let go of you. “We should start getting ready for our dinner. The reservation is for 8pm.” He chuckled.