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“They’re very comfortable.”
    “And they’re garbage. Our next stop is to get you some good lingerie, my friend. Matching, lacy, underwire, push-up, sexy stuff. You’re going to feel like a whole new woman.”
    After a stop at an upscale lingerie shop, they made their way to the hotel. As Megan looked up at the tall old hotel, she realized Harper had been right. It was as though the world was full of possibilities again. Today, Megan was no longer just an ordinary single mom with another average day to look forward to. She was a young, sexy woman in Paris, of all places! For once in her life, she had the right wardrobe and she had four luxurious days to be whoever she wanted to be—four days without any responsibilities whatsoever, and she intended to make them count.
    Once they were inside, the hotel manager met them at the elevator. He turned to Harper. “Bonjour, Mademoiselle Young. You will let me know if you need anything.”
    “As always. Thank you.” She smiled.
    When they got into the elevator, Megan turned to her friend. “He knows you by name. Did you ever imagine you’d have this life when we were in Mr. Dumphrey’s math class?”
    “Honey, that’s all I did in his class. That’s why I barely passed tenth grade.” Harper laughed.
    “Well, my friend, you have arrived and I can tell you that this whole life is a world apart from mine. We aren’t even on the same planet, as far as I can tell,” Megan replied with a smile.
    As they walked down the long hall to Harper’s suite, Megan couldn’t help but savour the feeling of the incredibly plush carpet that lined the corridor. Excitement built in her, anticipation at what the room would be like if the hall had such a sense of grandeur. “So, what’s on the agenda tonight?”
    “We’re going to hit a club tonight for a work thing I have to go to. Should be fun. Loads of hot guys. I thought you might want to rest first. Maybe we can order some room service for dinner and chill for a while?” Harper unlocked the double doors to the suite and pulled one of Megan’s suitcases inside.
    Megan grinned. “I’m up for the party but I have no intention of resting. Now that I’m here, I think I should make the most of it.
Really
have some fun.”
    “Well, look at you! Ms. Responsibility has done a one-eighty to Party Girl! I love it! Come on, let’s put your things in your room.”
    Megan was too busy gawking at the incredible room to respond to what her friend was saying. “Wow! Do you get this suite each time you come to Paris?”
    “I used to, but not anymore. Budgets have tightened up big time. I had to pull a few strings for this. I wanted to give you the full glamour experience.”
    The suite was bright and airy, with an expansive living room in the centre and French doors leading out to a large balcony. Classic French furnishings, including a white couch, loveseat and chairs, were scattered throughout the room, creating several seating areas. A round dining table sat in the corner with a huge bouquet of flowers on top. Two hallways flanked the entrance, each leading to a bedroom with its own ensuite. Oversized bouquets of white flowers could be found in each room.
    “Oh my God, Harper! This is too much. I mean, I love it—it is complete luxury—but you really didn’t have to go to such trouble, seriously,” Megan exclaimed as they deposited her bags in what was to be her bedroom.
    “Honestly, it was no big deal. Just a little sweet talking when I checked in last night and a couple of tiny favours for the hotel manager.”
    When they reached the living room again, Megan wandered over to the balcony doors to admire the view. “Ack! You can see the Eiffel Tower from here! I’m really here! In friggin’ Paris! With you!”
    “I know! I’ve been as giddy as a schoolgirl for days, knowing you were coming,” Harper replied, matching her friend’s enthusiasm. Grabbing a bottle of champagne from the mini-bar, Harper held it up. “Shall