Part 148: Chloe's Point of View "Zach! It's cold out." I pouted. I couldn't see him, but I could tell he was smiling. Something hit my shoulders. "Put your arms in." He instructed. I put my arms in the sleeves. He gave me his jacket? "There. No longer cold." "How are you always warm?" I grumbled. He chuckled and wrapped an arm around my shoulders. "Body fat." He stated simply. I shook my head. "You don't have an ounce of fat on your body. You're like a stick. Trust me." I could feel his eyes on me, a smirk was on his face. "You think I'm sexyy, you wanna kisss me." He sang. I smiled as he kissed my cheek. "I want to kiss you." He whispered into my ear. "I'm yours." I told him. And I am, and I always will be. He started skipping, which scared me because I couldn't see anything. His voice ran into my ears. " It can not wait, I'm yours! Mhmm. Well, open up your mind and see like me, open up your plans and damn you're free! " "Zach! Stop!" I laughed. "I can't see anything." "Hmm, I wonder why." He said smugly. "Gee, maybe because someone always makes me wear blindfolds." "I don't know anyone who would do such a thing." He chuckled. "Smart as*." I grumbled. "Your words hit the soul. Hard." He grabbed my shoulders gently, bringing me to a halt. His hands reached behind my head and skillfully untied the blindfold. I opened my eyes and gasped at the beautiful sight in front of me. I was looking out over the whole entire city of Paris. "Welcome to the Eiffel Tower, baby." Zach's voice whispered into my ear. I look over at him. "This is absolutely amazing." My breath was taken away. Zach pulled me into him and leaned down, our lips were almost touching. He laughed slightly. "When in France, do as the French do." He said before his lips crashed down onto mine.