Page 50 of My Downfall

She grabs my face and pulls it to her own as she smothers me in kisses. I don’t think there’s anywhere on my face she’s not managed to cover.

“Thank you, thank you, thank you,” she gushes. “I’ve always wanted to come to London. Oh my God,” she squeals again as she goes back to looking out her window. Her hand however is wrapped around mine, just like she’s wrapped around my heart.

Mia

We’re in a town car driving to our hotel when I text the girls. I still can’t believe Hudson has brought me to London. They’re going to freak out.

Mia: London!!!

Ava: Shut up!

Bella: No way!

Harper: Stop it!

Ava: You need to marry that man

“I like Ava.” I turn my head to find Hudson looking down at my cell.

“You know it’s rude to read someone else’s messages.” I’m not mad in the slightest, but I do love pushing him.

“You shouldn’t be texting right next to me, then.”

I can’t help but grin at him. “Is that right?”

“Mmhmm,” he hums as he leans down and gently kisses me.

“Thank you,” I murmur against his lips.

“What for, sweet pea?”

“For bringing me here.”

“I’d take you anywhere, give you anything.” He deepens the kiss; his tongue explores my mouth and his hand tunnels through my hair as we both groan.

We spend the rest of the journey making out in the back of the car like two teenagers.

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I don’t think I’ve ever seen a more beautiful hotel. It looks like it’s just walked out of the pages of a romance novel.

We pulled down a small, cobbled street between two large buildings, and into a courtyard driveway with a gorgeous redbrick building that’s wrapped in ivy. There’s a deep red carpet leading up the stairs toward a set of huge double fronted doors with a doorman who is dressed in the most British outfit I’ve ever seen in my life. He’s actually wearing a top hat and tails.

I am so frigging excited.

“I am so in love right now,” I manage to squeak out.

“She’s finally fallen for me.” I whip my gaze to him at his words, my eyes widening in alarm. “Relax,” he laughs. “I was joking. I know you meant the building.”

Right. The building. I definitely meant the building.

Not the gorgeous man next to me who would do anything for me.

Nope. Definitely not.

If I keep telling myself that, maybe at some point I’ll actually believe it.

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