Eight hours later, the private jet touched down on the soil of Paris. Both Robin and Sabrina had managed to get a good sleep during the flight from New York City to Paris, leaving them feeling refreshed and full of energy.
As they stepped off the plane, Sabrina was taken aback by the cold morning weather. To her surprise, Robin pulled out a coat for her.
"You knew it would be cold?" she asked, a smile forming on her face.
Robin smiled back, helping her into the coat. "I told you I have everything you need," he replied.
Sabrina beamed and he planted a gentle kiss on her forehead.
"Welcome, Mr. and Mrs. Jewel," a tour guide greeted them at the airport. "My name is Adam Jules."
Adam, a young man in his early twenties, was handsome and had a charming French accent. Robin offered a small smile and shook his hand.
"It's nice to finally meet you, Adam. We've been communicating through phone and email."
