Dragar

Chapter 30

-Dragar-

I pull my wife against me as the kids are with the others. It's the grand opening and then we'll leave here to France.

People were piling in and both too and bottom will be filled in no time.

"Still not going to tell me where we're going?"

"Nope."

"A clue maybe."

I bit her neck. "No. The answer will always be the same."

"Not fair."

"Life isn't fair baby."

"There's you two are."

"Hi Jala. Everything ok?"

"Perfect. You two should head out. The kids fell asleep so they were brought back to the house. You two have a flight to catch. Do not be late."

"Thank you Jala. Ready to go my love."

"Ready."

"Oh and no more babies."

Bye jala,"I said as I bring my wife down the stairs. Why does she think we want more kids? Three is enough. Lord knows I don't want anymore.

I said goodbye to the guys and walk outside. I open the car door for her to get in before going to the other side.

I pull away from the restaurant and head for the airport.

"Still not going to tell me?"

"Nope."

She groan and pout.

"Relax my love. You'll know soon enough."

"Fine."

She recline the seat and went on her phone. I pass her a lollipop and she took it.

I got to the airport and I park in the spot I rent this morning.

I get the bags from the trunk and we went to checking.

I pull her closer to me as I saw men staring at her. "It's OK babe. They can only look."

I glare at them.

We went through checking and soon we were boarding. First class of course.

"This is the life. Though we should invest in a private jet."

"Wife I've been saying that since we got married. But all you have to say is that's too much."

"Don't use my words against me."

I pull her onto my lap. "I will use your words against you until we're old and grey."

"You're already old."

Lord help me. This woman is going to send me to a early grave soon.

I wrap my hand around the back of her neck.

"Can I get you anything?"

I growl at the flight attendant. She flinch as I glare at her.

"Baby be nice. Some wine will be fine. Thank you."

The woman nod and left.

"I'll deal with you when we get to where we're going."

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Few hours later we arrived in France.

"Oh my God! You didn't!"

"Happy birthday again baby. We have a lot to do."

And I mean alot.