-Macy P.O.V.-
“Are we almost there?” I ask my man as he pilots the little two-seater plane.
I still cannot believe that he can pilot a plane like this. I thought we would be taking a private jet, but instead we are in a two-seater plane that is pure white. To say I was surprised would be an understatement.
“Almost there, baby.” Derek says and I just nod.
I just keep looking out the window as we are going across the ocean until soon I see a small island with a huge house sitting on one side of the island while a small airport landing sat on the other. It didn’t take us long to reach the landing strip and Derek parked the plane down before shutting everything off. I quickly took off the headset and climbed out of the plane as I breathed in the ocean air. I soon felt Derek’s arms arou
