It's a lovely summer morning I walked through the woods with long winding beds full of colorful flowers at Parc floral de Paris to enjoy the beautiful scenery and clear my thoughts but the clicking of a camera drew my attention to a tall curly haired masculine man.

My eyes lit up at the sight of him, I could never forget those alluring hazel eyes of his which prowled over my face and pounced on my eyes.

"I earnestly hoped that you won't vanish before my eyes as I took a photo of you," he said.

Unable to look at me or control the tears that started to form, he walked away. I ran straight to him, grabbed his arm and shouted "Stay with me!" With tear-filled eyes.

My sleep was cut short by the loud bang of my door, Anne dashed in crying my name.

"You agreed to go with me today," she frowned as I stretched on the bed. "What am I gonna do with you?" I yawned. "There wouldn't be any more space left in your wardrobe when we get back."
"I got to make use of this golden opportunity."
"Edouard gave you his credit card." I walked into the adjoining bathroom.
"Ding!" She chuckled.

After a while, I watched Anne changed into numerous beautiful clothes at the boutique.
"I think you've gotten enough."
"No way Laure, I don't even fancy the dresses I put on."
"Suit yourself."

I beamed at her as she tried a few more clothes. After a while, she approached me with a dark blue sleeveless gown.

"Try this dress on." She pulled me out of the sofa.
"We don't need to argue about this."
"We sure do." She insisted.
I came out of the dressing room feeling a little bit embarrassed.
"How do I look?"
"You look beautiful."
I shrugged. "I don't think so."
"You sure do." A deep masculine voice replied.
I turned to take a proper look at the stranger who has a captivating appearance. He stood up from where he sat and gracefully walked towards me.
"Liam!" A girl of about my age ran towards him and wrapped her hands around his. "You like the clothes right?"
"You look good in anything," he cast a genial glance at her.
"What an attention seeker, we'll go with this Laure."

I was quiet throughout until I found out my purse went missing.
We went back to the boutique but they claimed to not have seen it.
"I left my phone in it" I complained to Anne every passing minute.
We sat in a coffee shop opposite the boutique. I ordered a chilled soft drink and Anne went for a cappuccino.

"Let's go back to the boutique."
"You are so kind to think of me but I can't."
I hit her shoulder and she yelled playfully.
"But seriously we went there four times today and I can't afford the fifth one."
"Give me your phone let me call mine."
"You have been dialing your number for the past one hour."
"I can't help it." I dailed it waiting and hoping for an answer.
"Hello," a familiar voice answered.
"Oh thank goodness, I'm Laure the owner of the purse and phone you are currently in possession of I'll appreciate it if you hand it over to me."
"You sure are one careless person Laure."
"I can't object."
"Where can I meet you?"
"I'll text you the address, thanks alot."

I hang up and beamed at Anne who looked curious.

"What did the person say?" She leaned in.
"I got warm fuzzies from this phone call," i chuckled. "He's bringing my things here."
"That's exhilarating, who knew there are still saints on Earth."
"I'm one of them."
"Heck no!" She yelled. "It's been a hectic day."
"You dragged me into this so do not complain."
"Says the lady with a missing phone."
"You talk as if you aren't the most clumsy one between the two of us."

There we go recalling moments of cases with a missing item.

"I don't mean to intrude." A tall figure stood beside me. "Here is your purse Laure and everything is intact."
"Tha... thanks a lot," i stuttered.

My heart skipped a throb at the sight of him this seemed like a fairy tale to me.

"You are the guy from the boutique." Anne said. "What a surprise."
"How did you come across my purse?" I asked.
"Please join us," Anne smiled.
"I forgot my car key so I went back for it, I came across the personal shopper and she asked if I knew who owns it and I said yes."
"She believed you."
"She saw us together so she thought we might be acquaintances. I won't lie it wasn't really nice of her."
"But then, I'm thankful you got it."
"If I may ask, Why did you take it?" Anne beamed.
"I wanted to see Laure again," he smirked and got up. "I'll take my leave."
"W... Wait" I stuttered, scared."How can I repay you ?"
"When next we meet you'll take me out," he chuckled and excused himself.
"He's such a playboy Laure and he somehow looks familiar."

I placed my hands on my chin while grinning. "What are the odds of meeting a certain stranger you zinged with? You're probably wondering what zing means. Well, it is love at first sight a special feeling described in my favorite cartoon Hotel Transylvania."
"She somewhat lost it," she groaned. "Laure!" She hit her hands on the table.
"I am so sorry my Queen."
"Is this about the boutique dude?"
"N to the O," I sipped my drink.
"Oh really?" She raised a brow.
"Fine, I felt something but that doesn't matter we'll probably never meet again."
"Why do you look so blue?"
"The thought of not seeing him again scares me."
"Mon Dieu, There are about 65 million people in France Laure..."
"And there's just this one person."
"Do not be a hopeless romantic, get up I told mum you'll come say hi."
"You make plans without informing me Anne."
"What are friends for?" She chuckled.

Not long after, I paid a visit to the Masson's apartment.
"Mum! Laure is here."
"Laure dear,"

she stepped out of the kitchen in her apron.

"How are you? It's been awhile."
"I'm good aunt."
"Denis! Take all this toys to the play room, what on earth are they doing here? Anne help that little kid pack up."
"I'm not the one that caused this mess mum, ahh " she groaned.

I couldn't help but smile at Anne and her little brother arguing.

"Anne practically lives with you."
"Mum!" she shouted.."that's not true."
"It sure is girly," I chuckled. "I do wonder sometimes if it's my room or hers."
"Mum, I'm gonna spend the night at Laure's."  Mathilde mimics her, Anne chuckled and walked up the stairs with the box of toys.

"You'll stay for dinner tonight?"
"Erm," My tummy grumbled.
"That answers it." She went back to the kitchen to assist the cooks.

I sat on the sofa operating Anne's laptop while she was busy on a phone call.

"I stepped out with Jade earlier today."
"Sorry I couldn't make it I was so busy..."
"With selecting clothes." He cut in.
She giggled, " Laure misplaced her purse and we over stayed." I glanced at her.
"Did she get it back?"
"We were lucky."
"We'll prolly meet tomorrow."
"Fine by me, say hi to aunt Chloe."

She hang up and joined me on the sofa.

"What are you watching?"
"I really don't know I'm just keeping my eyes busy."
"Guess who called." She grinned.
"It's definitely Antoine i can see your whole teeth."
"It can't be helped." She giggled." He want us to go on a date tomorrow."
"You are not going to use me for an excuse, are you?"
"What are friends for?"
"I'm not the girl for you on this one."
"Please best friend." She cried. "I couldn't see him today and you know the reason."
"Just tell aunt Mathilde you have a date." I tittered.
"Oh silly, you know how overprotective Edouard can be if he hears about this I'll be in a big trouble but then I really need to have fun."
"You can always have fun at home."
"I am talking to the wrong soul."
"I do that all the time you should emulate me."
"You call locking yourself up in your room with a bunch of boring novels fun."

We heard a knock on the door followed by an entrance of Edouard.
"Talk about the devil." She whispered. "I didn't say come in big bro."
With a cold voice he ordered us to come eat.
"I'm envious of you Laure because you do not have annoying siblings like mine."
"Edouard is quite cool though."
"Do not tell me you have a crush on my brother."
"No way," I laughed. "I'm just saying he's quite nice."
"More like a detective."
"Then let's hurry before we land in jail." We rushed into the dinning room.
"hey Dad," she kissed his cheeks.
"My dearest Anne, how are you?"
"Always been better."
"There's my little princess."
"Good evening uncle Roy."
"Dad!!! I am your only princess." Anne cried acting jealous.

I laughed hard at the stories Mr Roy told us about his experiences as a teenager, it was fun dining with the Masson's. After dinner Edouard offered me a ride home.

"Anne," Edouard walks into the living room playing with his car key, he leaned on the sofa where Anne sat.
"You are back?" She glanced at him and returned her gaze to the big screen.
"I am about to do something crazy." He grinned.