Neymar and I kissed for a very long time. I think I heard a few camera clicks, but I wasn’t sure nor really cared. It wasn’t a passionate kiss. The kiss was soft and gentle and made my heart float on cloud nine. My hands were around his neck and his hands were around my waist. He held me close to him as we kissed for a few more minutes. When our lips finally parted, I craved his lips again. “This is more perfect than I had imagined” he whispered and kissed my cheek. “I’m still expecting to wake up any minute” I said, staring at the glorious Eiffel Tower in front of us. “That’s where we are having dinner” he said, pointing to the very top. “What?!” I gasped. He smirked and offered me his hand. I took it in total shock. “I swear Neymar, I think I’ll die of a heart attack anytime soon” I sighed. “I won’t let that happened to my baby” he chuckled, holding my hand tightly. He led me to the Eiffel Tower lift, where a guy in a suit welcomed us like he had been expecting us. Neymar nodded and shoved some money into his hands. He thanks us and wished us a wonderful night. “You planned all of this?” I asked. “Of course” he grinned. He intertwined his fingers with mine and stood next to me in the lift. Paris looked so gorgeous at night and we both stood there staring into the night and the streets of Paris. Neymar slid one hand around my waist and pulled me closer to him. I leaned my head on his shoulder. He kissed my hair and leaned his head on mine. We stayed like that, enjoying the gorgeous view until the lift reached the top. “Next surprise” Neymar said and led the way into the gorgeous restaurant that had the best view ever. The restaurant was empty so we were the only customers. I was sure that Neymar had arranged this too. A friendly waiter greeted us and showed us to the best table in the whole restaurant, because it had the best view over the Seine River. We took our seats at the table. “You are awfully quiet baby” Neymar said, sounding worried. I leaned over the table and kissed him passionately.
▶You guessed it right, it was always meant to be Paris. Remember Ney going to Paris just to take that one pic?