Chapter 110 : The Sunrise in France

*Shelby*

I woke up to light butterfly kisses along my cheeks. My eyes fluttered open to the very dim light of our master suite. The breeze was softly blowing through the open balcony doors, and I felt Michael’s fingers brush strands of hair away from my face.

“What time is it?” I asked, not yet wanting to move.

Michael continued playing with my hair as I struggled to keep my eyes open.

“It’s still early. I wondered if you wanted to take a walk with me. There’s a beautiful spot just over the hill, and I thought we could watch the sunrise together,” he said softly.

I slowly sat up in bed and smiled. “I think that sounds like a once-in-a-lifetime kind of memory. Let’s go.”

Within a few minutes, I was dressed and walked down the stairs slipping my arms through a jacket. Michael stood in the foyer waiting for me, carrying a basket with a blanket nestled on the top.

“Are you ready?” he asked.

“Yes, I am. What’re you bringing with us?” I asked, pointing at the basket.