Finale

6.

Lexi...

When time came ready to leave for Paris, I was a complete mess.

I guess it was finally hitting me that I'd be so far away from my babies.

Of course I'd been out of state in America for a week at the most but now I'd be flying out of the country with my husband.

"Wait Will," I whined as I looked out of the passenger window. "Can't we just stay for a little bit to say goodbye–"

"We literally jus' had a twenty minute goodbye wit' the kids and your parents. Chill out, ma'." He rubbed on my thigh to console me.

We were both sitting in the back of the taxi cab on the way to the private jet.

He's been boasting about getting his own jet for the longest since he doesn't like going through all the security at the airports.

So, he finally got his own.

He constantly tells me to stop calling it 'his' but I've never used it to go somewhere without him.

"Okay, okay." I breathed in. "I'm good. I'm just going to miss my babies." I poked my lips out.

Fetty leaned in to kiss me. "They'll be alright; They're wit' ya' mama and daddy."

"I know." I kissed him again. "We're just going to be so far away–"

"We can still call and FaceTime, Lex." He slightly laughed while showing off his phone.

Then he threw his arm around me, kissing my cheek. "You gone be good?"

"No." I teased. "I think I want to stay at home."

He gave me a look that said, "Don't play wit' me."

"Girl, don't play wit' me." He replied.

I instantly started to bust out laughing.

It's so funny how I could predict what my husband was going to say to me just by looking at the expression on his face.

.....

After seven long ass hours in the plane we were both extremely excited to get off.

We decided to get our rental car tomorrow since we were both too tired to drive ourselves.

So, a taxi drove us and our bags to the hotel.

We were staying in a luxury hotel called Le Narcisse Blanc and it was all so amazing.

The lobby, the spa, and our executive suite were beyond beautiful.

After sitting our multiple bags down, I fell face first into big king-sized bed.

"I'm so tired." I mumbled into the sheets.

Fetty fell onto the bed as well, landing right next to me.

Then, he lifted his hand off of the bed and smacked my ass as hard as he could.

"Fuck!" I yelled. I jumped from the stinging sensation. I rubbed my ass in the spot he hit me.

He was uncontrollably laughing at my reaction. Fetty scooted closer to me and wrapped his arm around me.

"You love me, daddy?" I sleepily asked. My eyes were fluttering open and closed due to me being so tired.