Harper-

"Hello mon Amie," Beau said, his french Accent becoming rugged. He grabbed my hand and lifted it to his mouth, leaving a soft, slow kiss, before drawing back, still holding my hand. My mind went into a crazy fit as I pulled my hand from his.

"Beau I can't think when you do that." I growled frustratedly, trying to remember what I came over to talk to him about...