Mia's POV

The plane ride was short, a little over an hour altogether. Ryan was awoken from a dead sleep when the tires hit the asphalt and jolted him awake. I flinched as we made contact with the ground below us and Ethan squeezed my hand.

He was so sweet the entire flight. He never once took his arm from around me, and I was curled up on his chest until we were safely back on the ground. The seatbelt light switched off, once we were completely stopped and I waited ...