As they left the shop, Gio took hold of the bag but with the other hand he took hold of her hand. He looked at her carefully.
"Is this okay? I have to admit that I've wanted to do this since leaving the car."
She squeezed his hand. "Me too," She admitted. "Now when we are walking together people know that you are taken—at least for the time being."
He chuckled. "Me? I admit to having selfish motives because I'm tired of these French men staring at you."
She gave him a doubtful look. "Yeah, right-"
The smile fell from his lips. "No. I'm serious. I've had to glare at several men who thought to approach you while you're in my presence. That is one thing that I can't allow. Now that I've tasted you, I can't be present while another man tries to get close to you. If that is something you want to explore it can't be while I am your escort."
Sidney was completely surprised by Gio's confession.
"No, Gio, I understand that today we're not guest and butler. I'm with you, okay?"