I have always wondered how life would be to wake up everyday to the person next to you. I opened my eyes and looked around. Rohan isn't here. He must have waken up before me. I glanced at the clock and realised I have slept for about nine hours! Rohan wasn't in the room.

I quickly brushed my teeth and decided to call Rohan.

"Hey! Where are you?"

"I am just in front of the hotel. Dress up and come down."

"I need atleast twenty minutes. I have got up just now."

"I am waiting. Come down fast."

Quickly I took a hot shower and dressed up in a knee length one piece and placed a cardigan over it. I wore a pair of black stockings since its cold outside.

"Where are you? I can't find you", I called Rohan.

"Look in front. You will see a tulip garden. I am there."

My eyes fell on the red tulips visible from far. I went near it and felt my heart stopped for a moment.

"Rohan what's this?"

"A surprise for you."

As far as my eyes reached I found red and pink tulips. Admist those there was a bit of clearing where Rohan stood with a bouquet of tulips.

"I love you Anjali."

"I can't believe my eyes! You did all of this for me?"

"Yes baby", he said with a smile.

"You booked this entire tulip garden for me?"

"Only for an hour. Couldn't afford more than that. "

"I love you Rohan", I threw my arms around his neck in a hug and in a swift motion he lifted me off the ground.

"Count the number of tulips in this bouquet without taking out even one flower."

"Why?", I asked confused.

"Consider after that many days I will stop loving you."

My heart sank for a moment. Nevertless I decided to count. The bouquet was big enough even to hold in one hand let alone count.

One.. two.. three.. thirty... fifty... eightly... I lost count after that. I looked up and saw Rohan smiling.

"Wait I will try again."

I counted again but couldn't count after hundred as the flowers were tied in a spiral manner and the moment I thought I have reached the end the round started confusing me altogether.

This time Rohan laughed out loud.

"Try.. try you won't ever succeed."

I tried two more times and finally gave up. I am happy to lose. I don't want this love to ever have an expiry date.

"Anjali.. my love doesn't have an expiry date. Its meant to last as long as I live. I want to spend my every day for the rest of my life in the shade of your life. Just like this bouquet I want my love to be in a spiral. The more you circulate the more you get lost in this love like a maze."

"Rohan my life was always like a spiral. I am always spinning and moving towards you hoping to reach the core of your heart."

"I love you."

"I love you too."

Within a moment his lips were moulded into mine and time and place lost its significance. He nibbled on my lower lip for a while before claiming my upper lip with his. His tongue moved rapidly against mine igniting the fire of passion in me. Soon I felt I am losing control over my body. I held onto his neck for support. His hands travelled on my lower back before travelling further down towards my hips.

We were lost admist the tulips in the city of light in our love.

My cardigan slipped from my shoulders until I was left in a sleeveless one piece. The wind hitting on me and sending chills down my spine. His hands travelled from my toe till the top of my stockings.

"You are beautiful", he complimented and I smiled.

"I love you Rohan."

"These tulips are a witness of my love for you. I shall love you till I have life within me."

And then my lips were again on his. This time the kiss was more fierce than last time. This time it was a kiss of need, of passion and of desire. Soon both of us were out of breath.

"Its almost time. We have to leave."

I took a picture of the place and of these wonderful memories before leaving.

I pulled my cardigan over my shoulders and Rohan pulled me closer towards him.

"Are you hungry?"

"Yes, I am."

After a quick breakfast we headed towards Notre Dame Cathedral.

"Are you liking it?"

"Offcouse I am. This is beautiful and more beautiful with you by my side."

The Louvre Museum, Arc of Triumph, Montmatre, Palace of Versailles captured my heart.

"Where's next?", I asked.

"Disney land."

I relieved my childhood in Disneyland.

"Thank you Rohan for this wonderful trip."

"Everything for you my princess", and he placed a quick kiss on my forehead.

Are things always so beautiful in love?

When life offers so much happiness fear of the unknown captures my heart. All this happiness will it last forever?

"So back to the hotel?"

"Yes, I am really tired."

We went back to the hotel. It was almost 8 p.m and we ordered some French cuisine to be delivered in our room. The perks of staying in a seven star hotel is they provide food in the room.

I settled my feet on the bed and was about to roll down my stockings when I got interrupted.

"Wait don't do that", Rohan looked at me with desire and mischief filled eyes.

"What?"

"I want to help you out", he looked with pleading eyes.

"Let me see how good you are at helping."

He took my feet on his lap and feeled me with guilty pleasures. His fingers touched at the hem of my dress lifting it up to the point where my stockings started. I led out a gasp.

"What are you going to do?"

"Just helping you", he said with innocent eyes.

I thought he would be pulling down my stockings but he did something more badass. He pulled me with such intensity that I landed on his lap.

"Don't...", I cried out feebly but my eyes and my body reacted in an opposite way to what my voice said.

"It seems your body is protesting against it..."

He removed my hair blocking his view and his fingers found the zipper of my dress. He gently pulled it down and slided the dress from my shoulders.

"I think you can do the rest."

"What?", I asked confused.

"I think you can take care of the little bit of dressing left on you. By the way you look ravishing in this minimal coverage", Rohan looked at me without even acknowledging the fact what he has just done.

I looked at myself and and shyness hit me hard. He has left me in my inners and my stockings.

This teasing wasn't expected from someone who looked so decent like Rohan.

How can a person have so much of self control?

Imagine dresses like these...😊