Chapter Eleven

The next day, Nell and Ariella grab their bags and make their way to his private jet. The hostest takes their bags and stows them away while they sit in corresponding seats. The pilot starts the engine and, when the got clearance, started off the runway.

Once they were at cruising altitude, Ariella takes out the kindle she had gotten from Nell and packed and propped her feet up on his lap. He had his phone out and was playing a game, his hand on her leg and gently drawing circles with his finger.

She had finished her book when they were informed that they would be landing soon. She turns to him, "Are you ready for this?"

"Maybe not as ready as you. You've been bouncing with excitement since you woke up." A few moments later, they had landed on an airstrip. He steps out and helps her off the steps. "Now, what's first on your schedule?"

Over the course of the last few days, Ariella had put together an itinerary of things they could do in each city, what times they would go on a tour,