Paris With Dad’s Best Friend by Flora Ferrari

Sara:

This is supposed to be our last big trip before I head off to college. A few days in Paris the city of love and then attend the wedding of my childhood babysitter, but there is a last minute change in plans. Now dad says I can’t go unless…
Unless he comes.
The man I’ve crushed on since I was a teen. But he would never see me as more than just his best friend kid right? Or can the city of love give me the love I’ve been hoping for?

Mark:

I knew this was a bad idea from the second my best friend asked me to escort his daughter to a wedding. She’s eighteen, and probably doesn’t even need a chaperone. In fact, I bet I’ll be cramping her style. But that’s not it – the main problem I’m facing.
Sara has grown into one beautiful woman.
I saw her not too long ago, at her graduation party. That night took my breath away. Her smooth and voluptuous body squeezed into that little white party dress, clinging to her body in all the right places, showing me once and for all that she had grown up. If I could ever have doubted it before, I don’t now.
And I want her. Even if she is my best friend’s daughter.
And what better place to make her mine then the city of love.