Chapter Seventy

I was up pretty early the next morning owing to the fact that we had to leave early for our nearly ten hour flight to Bora Bora.

Luckily, Ma Rosa had packed our bags and I was sure she did not miss anything while at it.

I picked up my suitcase and placed it on the bedroom floor while I saw to it that the bed was properly arranged. We were going to be gone for a week so we had to lock our rooms just as Damien had said. But we were going to be back just in time for Christmas.

I walked over to my father's room and saw that he was getting ready to leave as well. Damien and I were going to escort him to the airport before heading to the private hangar for our own flight.

"Good morning Dad." I bade, pecking him on his left cheek.

"Morning Bebe." He said, planting a quick peck on my forehead.

"You ready?" I asked him.

"Yeah almost. Where's your husband?"

"Oh I'm sure, he's around here somewhere." I said waving dismissively as I buttoned his shirt for him and was arranging his collar.