Kiara's POV:
The last two and a half weeks have been hell of a ride. Nadine is taking every chance she can to hit on me. Dean apparently has been telling her off for doing it, although he has never put her into place in front of me. But I can see and feel how awkward he feels about the whole situation himself and is trying to ease the tension when we're alone.
Today we're leaving for a holiday. I don't even know where the hell we are going, as Dean wants to surprise me. He had sent some shopping assistant to buy everything for me which he had implied and pack all my suitcases. Of course I wasn't even allowed to have a look at it. The only thing I do know, it's going to be warm. But that could literally be anywhere. It might be southern France, Italy, Cyprus, Croatia, Africa, Australia, India there are so many places on my mind and I don't have a single clue.
Reaching the airport I'm stunned again about his private jet. Damn how did a girl like me, get together with a rich guy like him? I mean I don't care about his money. Seriously, I was even pissed knowing he probably spent a fortune on my holiday clothing. It's just so unbelievable that a guy with all the chances in the world would pick me. And Nadine made sure to remind me about this fact every single day.
Dean's phone buzzes, while it's lying on the table.
"Why the hell is she writing you privately?"
"How would you know it's private? It could just as well be business stuff."
"It's a Saturday, we don't work on Saturdays. Besides she knows we're flying today."
"I worked on Saturdays, before we were together. She's probably just wishing us a good flight or something."
"Sure", I roll my eyes. Perhaps I'm being a drama queen with her. But honestly not one day has passed since our encounter, where she hasn't reminded me that I'm a nothing and it's just a matter of time until she get's Dean back. Telling me how fat I am, or my facial proportions aren't in order. Anything she can find, she'll use it against me.
She's even been interfering with my work, by telling Dean she doesn't like the layouts and his original ideas are a lot better. She bursts into my office at any point, acting like she owns the place, just as Dean's office. When ever Dean and I work together, she runs in half of a dozen of times.
"Is this how we want to start our holiday, in an argument about Nadine? We've got three weeks to ourselves now. Three weeks I had to fight hard for. As a CEO you don't just drop out of work for three weeks. Honestly, I don't want to even be thinking about her right now. All I want is some quality time with my girl."
He's right, if I don't let go of this, I'm going to ruin our holiday before it has even started. Sighing I take my cocktail Dean has ordered.
"A cocktail at 10am, I think this is a new low for me", I chuckle.
"Oh Honey, you're going to have plenty more cocktails in the next three weeks, you better get used to it. Come here", he pulls me on to his lap, makes me hold up my glass and takes a selfie while kissing my cheek. And one more pulling funny faces and once he's put my glass down another while he's tickling me and I'm laughing.
"Alright, I'll just feed my Insta before we take off, which should be anytime now."
"Insta again? You know how it blew up the last time. Besides I thought you don't really use your Insta account."
"I don't care. I want the world to see us together, Kar. And for the first time I have something I want to share on Insta."
Dean uploads the photos he's chosen, links me and adds a few hashtags #Holiday #Love #BeautifulLaugh #PreciousTime #MyBeauty.

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