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Stella was impressed with her willpower.  Angel had gone down easy enough, finally used to the time zone in Paris, but it was almost two in the morning and Miles still wasn’t back.  There was security outside the hotel room, but she knew for a fact that there were still hundreds of fans lurking around the streets below, hoping for a single glimpse of her fiancé in his way back from the interview and meet and greet he had to do after his show.  She was getting sleepy, but she worried about Miles sometimes, and she knew that if she tried to sleep without him there, it would be fruitless.  So instead she waited, sipping a glass of wine and eating cheese and crackers, because that was her favorite thing about France so far, that she got to eat some of the best food in the entire world.