"Michael?"she a dit in disbeleif of seeing him.''Wow, look at you.'' Michael said,examining her from head to toe "You haven't changed a bit"they both a dit looking at each other smiling and giggling."So,Mike what are toi doing here?''she a dit starting the conversation they had while walking.Michael knew he would see this jour would come,seeing the first girl he fell in l’amour with in school is the seconde woman he'll fall in l’amour with in Paris.''Why do toi have your bags for,you leaving so soon? not to be nosey."

''Because my wife Lisa was mad at me for not wanting to make l’amour and kicked me out the hotel room.'' he a dit like a little boy mad at his dad for not coming accueil any more.Nesha couldn't help but to hug him and tell him he could stay the night at her house."Really Nesha,oh god bless you."he was overjoyed.''Ok,calm down Peter Pan"she a dit laughing at his happiness. They went out for ice cream and talked about their lives now and how it was then.

''Hey Nesha,you wanna go to that club?''he asked taking her hand ''Yeah but I don't dance'' she a dit shyly.He lifted up her head and a dit ''Women in your black culture dance.And I know toi can''she smiled at him as he grabbed her hand and they ran to the club. They both had a drink and ate some dîner there but they weren't done yet! ''Will toi dance with me beautiful?'' he asked as Stevie Wonder sung 'You and I' she grabbed his hand as she wrapped her arms around his neck and his arms around her waist.

Michael and Nesha were falling in l’amour deeply '' I l’amour you'' Michael whispered in her ear '' I l’amour toi to Michael '' as they looked into eachother's brown eyes as they leaned in and kissed.