*~*Breanna's POV*~*
"Where are we going now?" I asked Zayden as we left the restaurant. Dinner, or rather lunch, in Paris was so unbelievable, but I thought it was going to be the highlight of the date. Oh, how wrong I was.
"We can walk here for a few minutes, we have about an hour or so before we need to be at our next stop."
"And where is that?" I asked him.
"What fun would it be to tell you that?" He chuckled. "Come on, let's grab a drink to take with us. Want some juice?" He hurried to a street vendor and grabbed us two drinks, they were fruity, not too sweet, and very delicious. As we sipped them, we walked along the Seine for a little way, taking in the lights and the sights. I've never been to Paris, let alone at night, and the romantic feel of the entire place made me smile at everything I saw. I couldn't help it, even if it did make me look like an American tourist. It was just spectacular.
