The Incident Before The Chopper Ride.

Claire’s POV

Time flew fast and next week was already here. It was a cool Tuesday evening, the day Don and I were supposed to leave for Paris for our honeymoon.

Aside from the fact that Don kept me awake for most of the night last night because he obviously couldn’t keep his hands to himself, after our session, I had stayed awake thinking of what our honeymoon was going to be like. I had a lot of places to visit in Paris, a lot of things to see. Matter of fact, I had made a list two days ago and I hoped to tick every friggin’ thing on the list.

Don sure wasn’t going to say no to my requests. He loved me too much to turn me down. Besides, if he also had any fun thing in mind to do, I was also ready.

“A penny for your thoughts?” Don’s timber voice broke into my reverie. I whipped my head to the door. He closed it quietly behind him as he ambled toward my form. I briefly checked him out. I was indeed lucky to have this fine specimen of a man as my own.

“What’s on your mind, Tesoro?”