Part 16:
Abby got off the car and quickly walked in the hotel.
"So, are you enjoying Paris?", Peter asked as he put the bags over the bed.
"Yes, it's beau…", She stopped talking.
Of course she would think Paris is more beautiful if John were with her. And Peter knew that too.
"Want to talk a look in the view for the sea?"
"Sure. Why not?"
Abby went to the balcony and looked around. Peter followed her and gently ran his hand through her arm and whispered in her ear.
"Did you like?"
Abby closed her eyes.
"Sure. It's a great view"
Peter turned her to him and put his hand on her belly. Then he ran it up and stopped in her breasts. She trembled as he touched them. Peter then began to lift her t-shirt and slowly touched her lips with his own, leading to a kiss.
John saw something that caught his attention. He looked up and saw Peter trying to take Abby to bed. He opened the door and ran.
Abby suddenly pushed Peter away.
"I can't. I don't want to"
John began to run up the stairs. Peter got closer to Abby again.
"You think he'll mind?"
Abby was going to answer and she heard knocks on the door.
"Abby, are you there?"
"John", She whispered.
"Peter, open the door"
Abby felt happy inside.