It's Disgusting Mate

Ethan 

I watched Demyan's gentle bright blue eyes as they widened before he squinted. His eyebrows furrowed, His plump almost red lips twisted as he looked at me then to the cabin. His skin had flushed from a light pink, red and instantly paled, almost convincing me his tanned caramel skin had simply been a mirage. 

Even though I had thought the plan over, I almost started to doubt it as instead of him jumping for joy I saw a wave of stress resting on his shoulders. 

"We-" he started but quickly closed his mouth, "Ethan what about work? It's in the middle of the week. We can't vacation in the middle of the week."

I took both of his hands in mine, "I planned everything. I gave your assistant a heads up and your managers will take care of everything and my team as well. I just wanted you to have some fun."

He pressed his lips into a thin line as he looked at the cars, "I didn't bring enough clothes."