Chapter Forty Two

"Where are we going? " Zawadi asked, the smile still on her face. She was actually smiling so much that her jaws were starting to hurt.

But that didn't matter, she was so happy. Her first vacation, not to mention it was with Lucas, the thought made her feel all giddy inside.

"Let's have breakfast, we'll leave after"Lucas said leading her to the kitchen.

"Where are we going? "Zawadi asked Lucas for the hundredth time.

With a sigh, Lucas turned to her and smiled.

"We are going to the airport cupcake " he answered.

"Yes, I know that, but where are we going? " She asked again.

"It's a surprise and I'm sorry but I can't tell you. Have a little patience will you? "he asked as they pulled up at the airport.

"Here, let me help you down" he offered then picked her up bridal style and led her to his private jet.

"I can walk you know" she said swinging her legs.

"I know and I also know that you enjoy being in my arms" he retorted with a smirk.

"Hmm that's true" she snuggled into his chest , sniffing him.

"Did you just sniff me? " he asked cockily.

"Yes and I will shamelessly admit it. I love how you smell" she said, taking another sniff.

"What do I smell like? "He asked amused.

"Like pine and cypress. I love it " she giggled like a school girl.

"And I love you" he placed a chaste kiss on her forehead then sat her down beside him.

"You've refused to tell me where we are going " she pouted.

"You will find out soon. Now be a good girl and wait patiently. You might even get a reward if you behave" he threw a wink her way and she gasped audibly at his statement.

"What kind of reward? " she mumbled to herself but he heard her.

He leaned forward and whispered in her ear. "Behave and you will find out "

"Excuse me sir, maam" said the flight attendant who Zawadi observed was wearing little less than her dignity.

Zawadi angrily eyed her up and down jealously. She clutched onto Lucas's arm tightly almost as if she was afraid that he would leave her for the flight attendant.

"Yes, what is it" she said a bit too coldly.

"Would you like to have anything to drink or eat" the woman asked Lucas flirtatiously.

"No, we are fine. You can leave" Zawadi beat Lucas to it by answering.

"And you sir... " the lady began.

"It's okay, I am fine for now. Maybe you could just get me a bottle of wine " he said dismissing the lady.

"What is it Cupcake, you look ready to kill. I can even see smoke coming out of your ears. Tell me, is someone perhaps jealous? " he teased.

"Damn right I am. She was practically eye raping you. And her clothes, she wears little than anyone would on the beach. And kept smiling at you. " she complained.

"You certainly are, you even cussed" he joked but she gave her a look.

"Come on cupcake, you know I only have eyes for you" he cooed.

"That better be true" she scoffed.

"Here is your wine sir" another flight attendant said.

'At least she is fully clothed " Zawadi thought looking at the retreating woman.

"Yay wine! " Zawadi jeered, raising her arms above her head.

"Have you ever had wine before " Lucas asked.

"No, but there is a first time for everything"she said reaching to take a glass.

"No, you are not drinking"He said.

"Why not? I am over 18.I am an adult I can drink" she argued.

"No" he deadpanned.

"just a little bit"

"No"

"Please..."

"No"

"Please please"

"No"

"Please please please with a cherry on top of me" she said with a smirk.

He raised an eyebrow , chuckling at her antics.

"Okay, but not too much" he caved.

"Yay! Thank you! thank you! thank you! " she said as she kissed all over his face.

"Here" he handed her quarter glass of wine.

"Thank you" she said as she brought the glass to her lips, savouring the taste of the red liquid that soaked her taste buds.

"This is so good" she said as she downed the contents of her glass and quickly poured herself another one.

"Zawadi, I think you have had enough " Lucas said.

"No. I want more. " she slurred out.

"You have already had enough " he said in a serious tone.

"You are such a party pooper ,I hate you " she said angrily.

"Cupcake, look at you, you are drunk. You can't have more" Lucas told her.

"Okay, fine. Mr grumpy " she giggled at the end.

She linked her arms to his and laid her head on his shoulder.

"I love you so much. I don't want you to leave me or hurt me. I know that I am not as beautiful as that first lady who attended to us, but still, I don't want you to leave me " she said sadly.

"Baby, why would you say that. You are more beautiful that any other woman in the world. Always remember that. And I love you. Only you, no one else but you" he cupped her face with his hands and kissed her lips.

She ran her hands over his rock hard abs through his shirt, and smirked when she felt him quiver.

"I love it when you respond to my touch. I makes me proud knowing that I have an effect on you" she kissed his jaw, moving down to his neck.

"Really? " he asked but she was too busy drawing random patterns on his neck to see his brow go up.

"Yes "she said looking into his eyes."It's not easy to get a reaction out of you"

"You have had a remarkable streak of success, don't you think?" he kissed the corner of her mouth.

"Yes, I am so proud of myself" she replies with a grin, gently patting her head.

"I think you should rest for a while. I'll wake you up when we get there" he suggested.

"Okay "she said with a pout but laid her head back on his shoulders and closed her eyes. "I love you to the moon and back" she whispered with her eyes closed then let out a giggle.

"I love you too Cupcake " he kissed her cheek and drew her closer.