SZNS SERIES 1: Summer by Maria Writes (books for men to read txt) 📗

with her on the backseat just shushed the man who she probably thinks was the one driving and with that, she was sucked into oblivion.

Chloe felt her head throbbing so she forced herself get up. She was about to grab her phone on her right-side table only to find that there's no table beside her bed. She opened her eyes and an unfamiliar room welcomed her sight. The room is painted in pale cream. Her room is not. She felt herself and it felt normal. She doesn't feel anything weird except for her headache.

She went off the bed then opened the window that will lead her to the balcony. And what she saw made her stop in her track.

What the... Eiffel Tower?

"I'm in Paris!?" she yelled. She cannot believe it. How did she get here? The last thing she remember is hailing a cab outside the campus then someone shoved a handkerchief on her face. She got kidnapped! And the culprit took me to Paris?

A trip from L.A. to Paris will take 10 to 11 hours. So that means it's already by birthday in Los Angeles since I left the campus at 12 noon. But why will the kidnapper take her to Paris? Unless the kidnapper read my journal.

She turned around and walked back to the bedroom. She looked for her bag and head out of the room. Chloe ran towards the elevator and was stunned to see Jesse stepping out of it. She blinked her eyes a few times to see if she's not hallucinating. It really was him. It's Jesse, standing right in front of her.

Chloe rushed towards him and gave him a hug. They stayed like that for a couple of seconds until she realized what was Jesse doing here in Paris. She pushed him against the elevator door and grabbed his shirt collar.

"What are you doing here? Why did you kidnap me? I will sue you. No. You know what? We're done."

Chloe is now striking him on his chest for what he did. She's boiling mad for kidnapping her. How dare he? Yes, she got to admit that she loved the thought that she's in Paris. It's one of her dreams. It's okay for her if Jesse asked but not kidnap her. What will her parents think of this? They might think that she and Jesse eloped.

Jesse held her by the shoulders maybe to calm her down, but it's not doing anything. Seeing his face just makes her get mad even more. "Hey, we're not breaking up. Okay? No. And besides I was forced to go here to. I didn't even know how I got here. Believe me. The last thing I remember was drinking with Blake and Max yesterday then when I woke up, I was in a hotel room."

She's having a hard time believing him. She just shook her head and gritted her teeth to let him know that she's still mad.

"Look, I know it's hard to believe. Can we just go to your room and I'll tell you everything? It's very awkward for us to shout here in the hall way."

Jesse was giving her his puppy eyes and her anger melted. Just a bit. She led him to her room then she sat on the bed. Chloe is still glaring at Jesse who was sitting on the ottoman and is just looking at her intently. She still was known idea how they got here. And if Jesse was indeed telling the truth, then who took us here.

"Ginger, please---"

"Don't call me that."

"Okay, Chloe, believe me. It's not me who kidnapped you. When I woke up earlier in my room, there was a note. 'Go to Room 905' was written there so I did. And I was surprised to see you here. I cannot call Blake and Max. They’re always unavailable."

She took her phone from her bag and dialed the first number on her speed dial. It took a couple of seconds before the person pick up the phone.

"Hello, honey. How's Paris? Having fun there?"

What? "Mom, what do you mean 'How's Paris?' You have something to do with this?"

Her mother just chuckled at her. "Yes, I did. I actually asked a little help from your father and your friends. It's our gift for you this year. Your father and I are here in Bordeaux looking for some wine. Tomorrow, we'll go there to pick you and Jesse up. Bye."

The called died and she let herself flop on the bed. "So, it was my mother's idea. And she involved Max and Blake to this thing." she let out a sigh and get up from the bed. "Let's go out. Grab some breakfast. It's my birthday, your treat."

"Today is you're birthday?" Jesse asked.

"You didn't know?"

Jesse smiled at her then drape his arm over her shoulder "Of course I know. Care told me."

Liar.

They found a small café near the hotel and that's where they ate breakfast. They both ordered chocolate French toast and coffee.  It was a fine morning for the two of them. They chat animatedly while enjoying their light breakfast. The Paris morning is way different to the mornings she had in L.A. It's more quiet here and it's much more enjoyable to roam around the streets because of the different attractions you'll see left and right. And the scent of coffee and pastries will never leave your senses.

After breakfast, Jesse and Chloe went back to the hotel to change their clothes and after that they walk through the streets of Paris.

"So where do you want to go first? We could do a lot today until tomorrow morning." Jesse asked.

Chloe took a look on her wrist watch to check the time, it was indeed too early so they have a lot of things to do today. If only she knew about this trip, she should have brought her journal. "Maybe Louvre is