Chapter 65

One year later.

"Hurry up, we're going to be late."

Raina didn't look up from the delicate work she was doing at her desk. "How can we be late for a private jet?"

Mateo made a frustrated sound, one that she was used to. It never failed to make her smile. As much as she loved the man, he was far too serious and needed some contention in his life.

Enter Raina.

"Even private jets have take-off and landing times they need to follow. Now get your ass out of that chair and into the car. You were supposed to be ready hours ago. I don't even see a carry-on. What are you going to do on our flight over? Count clouds?" Though his words were annoyed, his tone of voice held affection.