“Only if you want to. I’m happy with whatever you want to do.”
“Well, it does have a view of the Eiffel Tower.” She pointed to the mural behind the bed.
I laughed. “Now we can tell people we fucked in front of it.”
She chuckled and went to inspect the bathroom. “Well, this is different.”
I went to see what she was talking about. “Where’s the shower head?”
Brooke pointed to a handheld thing by the on tap. “I think that’s it.”
“Crazy. So, so crazy. I’m sorry.”
Brooke wrapped her arms around my waist and leaned her head on my chest. “Don’t be sorry. This is all new for both of us. I’m also pretty sure this is normal unless you get a room at some high-end hotel. We’re only going to sleep here.”
“Well, not just sleep.”
She pushed off of me. “You’re silly. What do you want to do first?”
“You should know what I want to do first.”
Brooke rolled her eyes. “I need more sleep before I can do that. And food.”
I pulled my phone from my pocket. “Let’s go eat. Then we can come back here, I’ll eat you, and we can call it a night.”
“I can totally live with that.”