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"Alright, we've landed, Mr. Weekes. We have 3 hours to get to the hotel, get freshened up, maybe take a quick nap and then we have a meeting with the local boss," Stella says and Dallon just nods at her.

"Yeah, let's go. I would really like some sleep after a 10-hour flight and a 5 hour time difference." "Me too."

They both grab their bags and get out of the private jet, where a car is already waiting for them. Dallon and Stella sit in the car and Dallon just leans his head back against the headrest. He closes his eyes and sighs.

"I would kill for a good cup of coffee, right now." "I'll make sure you'll get coffee, as soon as we get to the hotel, Mr. Weekes. I'll let them bring it to your hotel room." "Thanks." "Just a normal black coffee, right?" "Yes, please."

After all the bags and suitcases are loaded into the car, the driver gets them to the hotel and as soon as Dallon closes his hotel room behind him, he groans and leans his head against the door.

He's tired and he hasn't even done that much work yet.

There's a knock on the door and Dallon opens it.

"Hi there, a coffee for Dallon Weekes?" "Yeah, that's me. Thanks." "Have a nice day, sir." "You too."

Dallon closes the door again and walks over to his bed. He sits down on the edge of it and puts his coffee on the bedside table.

He just lays down and closes his eyes and before he knows it, he falls asleep.

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Dallon wakes up because of the alarm he'd set just in case he was gonna fall asleep.

He takes in a deep breath and sits up, groaning because he back hurts a little. He grabs his coffee and takes a sip, cringing slightly because it's cold.

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Dallon gets up and walks over to the weird cabinet he had in his room. He'd seen a microwave when he'd gotten in and he was feeling so shit right now that he didn't even mind microwaving his coffee just to get some caffeine in his body.

He microwaves his coffee and takes a sip of it.

There's a knock on the door and Dallon walks over to it, opening it and smiling at Stella.

"Hi, are you ready to go, Mr. Weekes?" "Yeah, I am. Let me just grab my stuff." "Of course, I'll wait in the lobby, okay?" "Yes. I'll see you."

Dallon grabs his bag and makes sure all the papers and his laptop are in it before he grabs his phone and checks his messages, seeing that Brendon has sent him a picture. He opens it and sees that it's a picture of Brendon in a really nice new suit and Sarah next to him. They are both smiling and Brendon seems happy. It makes Dallon smile too and he sends Brendon a text.

I'm glad you're having a good time. And you look so pretty in that suit :)

Then he puts his phone away and walks to the lobby, where Stella is waiting.

"I'm ready to go. I've got my stuff and my microwaved coffee." "Microwaved coffee?" "Yeah, I fell asleep instead of drinking my coffee." "Well, we could always get you new coffee, sir." "No need to. I'll just drink this."

They go outside and Stella immediately walks over to a black Mercedes, opening the door and letting Dallon in. She sits down after him and they just sit in silence, as the car starts driving.

Dallon sips his coffee and looks out of the window, looking at all the buildings and making a mental note to take Brendon here some day. He was sure that Brendon would absolutely love it here.

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He can't help but smile at the thought of Brendon and him walking around Paris, just the two of them, holding hands, maybe getting some ice cream, or going shopping.

Dallon's phone buzzes and he sees that Brendon has texted him back.

I'm so duknr

Drunk*

You have to come back, Dally. I'm sad and need cuddles :(((

Drink some water. It's almost 5 am, you should go sleep, honey.

"Mr. Weekes, we're there," Stella says and she smiles as she notices how happy Dallon seems, all of a sudden.

"Yeah, let's go. The sooner we fix this, the sooner we can go back home." "Alright, sir. We're gonna try our best and you can get back to Brendon as soon as possible." "No, that's not- Yeah, never mind."

Stella chuckles and they get out of the car, walking over to the tall building. When they walk in, everyone seems to quiet down and they look after Dallon as he and Stella walk over to the reception.

"Hi there, Stella Kingsley, Dallon Weekes' assistant. He has an appointment with the boss here." "Mr. Weekes? Uh, yeah. I have an appointment scheduled, right here. I'll call him to get him here, right now." "Thanks."

Stella turns to Dallon and just smiles at him.

"He's on his way."

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