C H A P T E R 14

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~ Sooner or Later ~

Today was the day Wyatt and I were leaving for our trip to Santorini, Greece.

Alex came with me to get my passport a few days ago along with other essential items that I was going to need for the trip.  Alex helped me pack my bags and I said my goodbyes to her before I left for Wyatt's.

I still cannot believe that Wyatt is taking me to Greece! I have never been out of the country and I was looking forward to my trip with my man.

The flight from Chicago to Santorini was about fifteen hours nonstop.  Wyatt made sure that we took a private plane that had a bed because of how long the duration of the flight was.

We boarded the plane and soon departed for our trip to Greece.  Wyatt told me that we were staying for six days and I couldn't be more thrilled about staying in a beautiful country for six amazing days with a man I loved.

It still sounds weird hearing me say that I loved Wyatt but I wouldn't want it any other way.

"Are you excited?" Wyatt asked smiling as he placed his arm around me as I looked out one of the many windows in the plane. 

"Of course I'm excited," I exclaimed smiling back to him.

Wyatt showed me around the plane and I was impressed by how nice a private plane could be.

I sat on the bed in the back bedroom and even a compact bedroom on a plane is nicer than my bedroom back at the apartment. 

That's when I realized that I had no idea what Wyatt did for work in order to make so much money.

Wyatt walked back into the room carrying our overnight bags and setting them on top of the dresser.

I watched as his back muscles flexed with his sudden movements as his back was facing me while he was occupied with something.

He turned to face me and even his abs were protruding through the tight material.

Even a basic shirt that he wore still didn't do a decent job at hiding the intimate structure of his body.

Wyatt made his way towards me and sat down on the bed next to me.

"What do you do for your job?" I asked as he turned to face me.

"I'm head of a marketing company that works with major businesses in other countries.  That's why I was in Italy for two years," he said grabbing my hand and interlocking our fingers.

I smiled as he lifted my hand and kissed the back of it while his eyes were fixed on mine.

"You can always drop out of college and come work for me," he said placing our hands back in his lap.

"As tempting as it sounds.  I didn't dig myself into a pit of college debt to drop out before my last semester," I replied while laughing.

"Damn that's too bad.  I was thinking about making your starting salary $350,000," he replied shrugging his shoulders.

"Ha! You're hysterical," I said laughing even harder now.

"Who said I was trying to be funny?" He said looking at me with a straight face.

By the look on his face, I couldn't tell if he had a really good poker face or he was genuinely being serious.

"Anyway, we should probably head to the front for dinner," he said standing up off the bed.

"What do you have a personal chef on the plane too?" I asked thinking there was no possible way.

"Actually I do.  We're having steak tonight for dinner," he replied before casually walking out of the door.

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