And there we were on Saturday morning, driving to the private tarmac of Valencia's airport. Of course this idiot had booked a private jet for the flight. "You could have just booked normal tickets and sat me separately in Economy. No one would have seen us and you would have saved so much money" I argued as we got inside the plane. My jaw dropped, the only time I had been outside of Spain was for boarding school and uni in England. Everything about this was just overwhelming.
"We would have had to change planes in Madrid and I'm just too lazy for that" he justified himself. "You're not doing me a favour with all this in convincing Joan that I'm not after your money" I chuckled and the flight attendant even brought out champagne for us. "Who cares about Joan" he scoffed, still pretty pissed about his friend having ruined the surprise for him.
After take-off, he posted a photo of the clouds with the US flag on his stories - because of course this jet hat worldwide wi-fi. "Great, thanks. Now I can't post anything about this trip" I huffed. The crazy fangirls were already monitoring my Instagram account as Eric followed me and left comments, making people think I was his girlfriend or something. "You can just open a private finsta" he replied as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. "For which followers? Dan and Sara would just make fun of me and maybe you'd be the only one..." I muttered. "I'm sure Pedri and Gavi are interested in your Miami beach photos" he joked, but I decided to turn the tables.
"Oh my gosh, you're right! I'll do this for Gavi so that he can see my bikini pics" I gushed and started tapping around on my phone. Ferran was looking at me with a very annoyed face and I giggled. "Don't worry about Gavi, I've already got a crush on someone else" I chuckled. "Who?" he shot out. "Umm... secret" I replied with an amused grin on my face. "It's Pedri for sure. He always gets all the girls" he muttered and looked outside his window. "Awww, don't be so sad. It's not him by the way, but just enjoy that it's you I'm spending my time with" I said and smiled at him.
"Oh I'm so lucky" he mumbled and rolled his eyes. "Hey!" I said and stood up to sit down next to him. I leaned into him a bit and he turned around, our faces now merely inches apart with his eyes piercing mine. Oh fuck, this was so hot. The butterflies in my stomach were having a field day and my breath was shaky. "I know I'm lucky. Thanks for coming with me" he said and put his hand over mine that was resting on my thighs. Electric shockwaves went through my body and I felt my underwear wetting - I may be a virgin but I had read and seen enough dirty stuff that I knew how my body worked in these situations.
I shook off the feeling, remembering that this wasn't the time or place, and distanced myself again, patting his hand awkwardly and standing up to sit down across from him again. After a few hours we landed in Florida and the extreme heat got to me as soon as we stepped off the plane. Thankfully, the taxi had AC and we arrived at the hotel after a short drive, which was located on South Beach.
As soon as the taxi pulled up, I felt like a movie star. A valet opened the car door while another one was unloading our suitcases. Ferran pushed a few dollar notes as a tip into one of the guys' hands before we made our way to the lobby. My jaw was hanging on the floor by the time we approached the reception desk. "Torres Garcia" he told the lady and put his passport on the desk and I quickly mirrored his action. "Yes... Deluxe room with two queen size beds, is this correct?" she asked and eyed us. It probably seemed weird for a guy and girl to have separate beds as she probably thought we were a couple, but I swooned at his gallantry of thinking of this detail.
Chill, girl. He's not into you, that's why you have separate beds. Don't build castles in the air. "You coming?" Ferran asked and I snapped out of my inner thoughts before following him and the receptionist into the huge elevator. My jaw dropped once again, when I saw the room with a glass front overlooking the beach and sea. "This is it. For any wishes or inquiries just dial the 9 and you will be connected with our desk" the woman said friendly and left us in the room where a concierge had already taken our suitcases.
I put my hands in front of my mouth and smiled widely, starting to jump up and down. "I should have started being a gold digger sooner!" I joked and Ferran grabbed my arms with an amused smile on his lips. "Don't joke about this. You deserve the best, because you are the best. Thanks for being there for me in the past few weeks, it... hasn't been easy for me. But... I think I'm so much better now, and that's also because of you. And I want to show you that I appreciate you, as you didn't have many people showing you that lately." he said sincerely and looked deep into my eyes. I just hugged him tightly and tried to smell his perfume as inconspicuously as possible.
We loosened the embrace again and I coughed a bit awkwardly. "So... Since jet lag will probably take its toll on us: how about we just chill at the pool or beach and then just grab dinner and call it an early night?" he suggested and I nodded. We settled on checking out the private beach and I was amazed by the turquoise water and white sand - this looked like straight out of a travel brochure. We swam out, talking about what we should do this week and played with the waves. Everything was so easy and careless, we really were such good friends. And I didn't want to do anything to ruin what we had now.
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📍 South Beach Miami cata000cata First post for my 6 followers 😘
sara12233 Here 😍 sharkieboy000 The photographer is so talented bananaguy2 don't know which black magic ferran has been summoning to make you agree to spend a whole week with him Replying to bananaguy2: cata000cata Oh, just his usual charms 😍 ericgm3 Gavi so quiet in the comments 😂
In the evening, we went for a stroll on Ocean Drive and we took a lot of pictures of the vibrant coastline street. We decided to check out a Cuban restaurant and ordered an appetiser to share before our main dishes. I felt a bit bad that he had to keep in check with his diet, but at least he joined me on the best mojito I had ever drunk in my whole life. The food was amazing, but so very spicy and I ended up ordering another mojito because it had gotten me so thirsty. I was on the verge of tipsy-ness but we decided to call it a night early enough as we had been awake for so long and were both pretty exhausted from the flight.
