"So...How did you like the flight?" he asked as soon as we got dressed.
I looked at him and shook my head teasingly.
"It was certainly something else," I said with a giggle.
"Aww, so does that mean you wouldn't want to do that again?" asked Christian. His tone sounded slightly dejected, making him look like a sad puppy.
I turned around and placed my hand on his cheeks before placing a small kiss on his lips.
"I would do that a hundred times over again, and then some."
His mouth curved up into a big smile, "I don't know if I've been so excited to fly again. In fact, why don't we just stay in the plane?"
We continued to laugh as we made our way out of the plane. Christian reminded me to put my sunglasses back on, while he also put on a baseball cap.
It was only once we made it outside that I realized we were in a foreign place. I was expecting to land in a large airport that had many people, but this one barely even looked like an airport.
