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We’re supposed to meet Brock and the rest of the gang of non-bandmembers down in the little café at ten thirty.

I already showered last night, so I just wash the essentials, throw on a little blush and lip gloss, and dress in a long-sleeved tee, jeans, and walking shoes. I don’t know if we’re doing any sightseeing today. After last night’s trauma, Brock’s only instructions were to sleep in for a bit and then meet for breakfast slash lunch. Why he didn’t say brunch is beyond me.

I brush my hair out and twist it into a long braid hanging down my back.

Then I grab my phone and my purse and head down. It’s only ten after, so I’ll be early.

I walk into the café, and?—

There’s Dave, sitting alone at a table with a cup of coffee.

I walk up to him. “Oh, there you are.”

“Yeah, I’m sorry. Did I worry you?”

“No, of course not. I just wondered where you were.”

He stares into his coffee. “Just down here. Thinking.”

“May I join you?”

“Yeah, of course.” He stands up and pulls out a chair.

“You’re such a gentleman.”

“How we were raised.”

I like it. I like it a lot.

The server comes toward us. “Café au lait, mademoiselle?” she asks me.

“Oui, merci.”

She leaves and returns within a few seconds with a cup of coffee, the milk already added.

“I don’t normally drink milk in my coffee,” I say to Dave, “but when in Rome.”

“Actually it’s really good,” he says. “I’m a black-coffee guy myself, but as you said, we’re here. We may as well try everything.”

I take a sip, and the milk—not cream—cuts the acidity of the coffee nicely. It’s delicious.

I’m not sure what to say. Do I thank him for last night? It was amazing, and I was able to finally go to sleep. But it was what it was.

“I’ve been thinking…” he says.

“Yeah?”

“I’m wondering if I should just go home.”

My eyebrows shoot up.

He doesn’t react. “I can see that surprises you. It surprised me as well. I certainly needed a vacation, but so far—other than the time I’ve spent with you, Maddie—this so-called vacation has been more stressful than ever.”

I take a sip from my cup. “I get what you mean. But we’re in Paris, Dave. Let’s at least see the sights today before you decide.”

He nods. “You’re probably right. What would you like to do today?”

“Did you get any sleep?” I ask him.

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