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Nothing really happens in this chapter except smut and cliche romance. It's a FLASHBACK CHAPTER to Hunter and Emily's first trip to Paris so if you don't want to read that's absolutely fine.

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Hunters P.O.V

I feel Emily's fingers trailing up my stomach, over the Micky mouse tattoo I had done that reminds me of her and then over the fresh scar that's forever embedded into my skin.

I don't open my eyes, I'm curious as to what she's doing so I let her continue, keeping my breath as natural as I can so she doesn't click onto the fact I'm awake.

The last few months have been like something out of a nightmare. Every day she was in that coma, I thought I would never get her back, the day she woke up was the day I realised that one day, I'm going to marry this woman.

I've never been one to think about the future, marriage or kids, but with Emily, I see it all without even trying.

Then came the news about the baby, our baby. I could tell she was crushed by what had happened but in true Emily style, she buried it deep and got on with everything. We haven't spoken about it since. I think one day we will but it's still too early right now.

Her fingers trail over a ticklish spot on my ribs and no matter how hard I try not to flinch away and smirk, I can't hold it in.

"I knew you were awake" Emily states and I open my eyes, she's propped up on one elbow, leaning over me smiling.

"No, you didn't" I protest, quickly turning us so she's flat against the mattress and I'm hovering on top of her naked chest.

She looks so beautiful, I kiss her, putting everything I have into it. She smiles into the kiss just as I pull away. "How did you sleep?" I ask her removing a tendril of hair from her face. I know she's had trouble sleeping recently, nightmares of me getting shot, hounding her relentlessly.

I glance at the clock which tells me it's not even 7 am yet.

"Really good" She smiles and it's genuine, she kisses me again before gently pushing at my chest.

I'm not willing to leave this bed for at least another couple of hours and if I'm not leaving, Emily isn't either.

I grab her wrists and pin her arms to the bed, climbing my way up her body so I'm straddling her. I look down at her, her eyes flashing with lust. "Where do you think you're going?"

"I need to take a shower, then I was going to go get us some breakfast" She explains but I shake my head.

"Not yet" I kiss her again, but again she attempts to pull away.

"Hunter, we're in Paris." She laughs  "There's still so much we need to do"

"None of them as fun as what I have in mind" I smirk and she grins up at me.

I'm aware there are a lot of things to do in Paris, like sightseeing and all that shit but not at seven in the fucking morning and most definitely not with the erection I'm currently sporting.

I grind my dick into her leg, to show her how much she turns me on, "I'm going to fuck you until the people in the room next door know my name"

"We have to-" I cut her off crashing my lips to hers, within a few seconds I release her arms from my grasp and she wraps them around my neck, fondling the hair at the back of my head. It sends a shiver straight down my spine and my hips instictively grind into her.

I hear a cute, little moan escape her lips as her legs encase my waist. Her skin is so soft as my hands roam over her delicate body.

She's so fucking beautiful and has no idea of the effect she has on me.

"Hunter" She whimpers as my lips trail hot kisses over her neck, I kiss gently just under her ear, an action I know drives her wild. "Stop teasing." I feel her body shiver in anticipation and smirk against her.

Her legs part even more as I lower my hand between us and my fingers meet the wetness between her thighs.

"Fuck Emily" I grit my teeth feeling my excitement grow. "You're so wet, so ready for me."

I look into her eyes and she nods before throwing her head back, my fingers still moving languidly over her sex. She looks most stunning like this, writhing underneath me, desperate for a release.

"I love you, Hunter," She says and I smile, kissing her again.

Without warning, she pushes me off of her and I sit up instantly hoping I didn't push her too far. "What's wrong? Are you okay?"

Emily sends me an amused smile, pushing me down so my back is flat against the mattress. She climbs on top of me, trailing kisses down and over my chest. With every kiss she dips her head lower and lower, stopping briefly to place a light kiss on my freshly acquired scar.

It's ironic as it is amusing that I survived a warzone without getting shot yet almost lose my life because of one asshole at my girlfriend's prom.

Emily bats her eyelashes up at me and an involuntary moan escapes me. I fucking love it when she does that.

Her lips wrap around me suddenly, my eyes fluttering shut at the sensation. Her mouth is hot and it feels incredible, my hands grip the duvet around me and I try to control myself, knowing my stamina isn't up to par these days, it never is with Emily.

"Fuck, Em." I hiss, biting my bottom lip in the process. "You're fucking incredible"

Her hand joins in the action, pumping up and down my shaft, alternating between slow and gentle to rough and fast, I can't keep up, I'm almost certain if she doesn't stop now, I'm going to come in her mouth.

"Em," I say trying to get her attention. "You need to stop if you don't want me to come in your- Oh, shit" I can't get the words out, my seemingly ignored warning forgotten.

Emily continues, her tongue swirling around me and I feel the familiar pressure stirring deep inside me and grab Emily's arms, pulling her away gently.

"I want to be inside of you," I say grabbing her and positioning her on top of me, she's straddling my legs as I grab a condom of the bedside table, I rip the packet open with my mouth, rolling it onto me as she watches me through hooded eyes.

The second it's on, I grip her hips and lift her onto me, almost exploding as I slide into her. I watch her as she moves above me, her tits bouncing and her eyes closed.

I'm stuck between wanting to fuck her as hard as I can and finding my euphoria or taking it slow and hoping this moment lasts forever.

I sit up, pulling her closer to me so we're face to face and she kisses me, wrapping her arms around my neck again. My fingers dig into her ass, craving her closeness.

"I love you, Emily, fuck do I love you"

A small smile appears on her face as her nails rake across the bare skin on the back of my neck. It's painful but hot as fuck and I plunge into her even harder knowing I won't last much longer. I need Emily to come first though so I suck one of her nipples into my mouth and gently tug on it with my teeth.

Her head lols back and a sexy, high pitched groan leaves her, I pump into her harder, meeting every thrust with a buck of my hips.

Emily comes around me, tugging on my hair and I smirk with relief, finally letting go and allowing myself to fall over the edge.

I collapse onto the bed, pulling her down with me and after a few seconds of trying to catch our breaths, she rolls off of me. Instantly, I miss her touch, but when she snuggles into my side, I smile.

I remove the condom, placing it back into the wrapper and then wrap my arms around Emily.

She sighs into my shoulder, and her fingers begin their exploration of my skin again.

"I didn't think we would ever actually get here"

"Me either" I admit kissing her head. "But here we are. In fucking Paris"

I realise I sound like a dick, but truthfully, Paris isn't what I expected it to be. There's only so many times you can visit the Eiffel Tower or go to a museum.

"Don't sound so bitter. You chose the place" Emily reminds me.

"Because It's apparently the most romantic city in the world," I say as an explanation and I hear her giggle. "Why are you laughing? I'm fucking serious, if you didn't love it here so much, I would have left days ago."

"I know" She kisses me, her hand coming up to rest on my cheek. "Thank you"

She hugs me tighter, and I know she's grateful that I'm still here, that we're here. Together.

"I'm going to marry you one day Miss Carter," I tell her with full confidence. I can't see any other future for us. It's me and her against the world. We've already been through so much in such a short space of time, if we can get through that we can get through anything.

Emily responds by smiling at me, she raises her eyebrows at my admission "I'll hold you to that Mr Evans."