Easton
"You haven't told me where we are going?" She says sleepily as we wake up on the plane. Dad booked a private jet as another gift for us so we could leave once the reception was over. It had been late, with Cole and Barrett both sleeping in chairs.
"How badly do you want to know, Mrs. Reed?" I tilt my head and watch the delighted smile spread across her face.
"I like that." She whispers.
"Me too. Make you a deal, you tell me where the hell that lingerie under your dress came from and I'll tell you where we are going." Wherever she ordered that is about to get a very large order.
"It was the store next door to the bridal boutique. Catalina took us there."
"No wonder why Vince has three kids already." I run my fingers through her hair. "We are going to Turtle Island, Fiji."
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