Malthe
The plane took off with Dimitra still on my lap. The stewardess tried to tell her to go back to her seat but when she read the atmosphere, she excused herself. There were a few people we were sharing a cabin with and I hated that. If this wasn't a surprise, I'd have carried her on my shoulder all the way to my private jet.
After the plane settled high in the sky, we were told to move to the mini bar while they prepared beds for us. The look on Dimitra's face when she heard that we were going to sleep on a real bed was priceless. I just couldn't stop myself from kissing her.
After a few minutes, we returned back to the cabin and found white cabin beds. My bed had rose petals scattered on it and 2 wine glasses with an expensive wine. Along with a bowl of fruit salad.
Dimitra shot
