Cruz was holding Presley’s hand as they strolled back towards the resort’s hotel following their day in Cannes and he couldn’t stop smiling.
Despite the rocky start to the day, they’d actually spent an incredible afternoon day in Cannes. They’d eaten lunch together strolled the streets and shops and he’d enjoyed watching Presley finally relax in his presence.
“I really had a fun time today, Ladybird. How would you feel about having dinner together in the restaurant here? I didn’t book anywhere off the resort.”
“Actually, I’m exhausted. The run this morning and then all the walking this afternoon, I want to put my feet up and relax.”
“What if,” he looked at her hopefully, “we order room service, I give you the best foot massage of your life and we have an early night? I bet I could pul
