Simone

Nick sent a car for me to my house the following evening. I was all packed for our mini vacation, though I still didn’t know where we were going. He simply told me to pack a lot of bikinis and dress sexy. Easy enough.

The car took me to a private hangar at the airport. I’d flown on a private jet a couple of times, but I still wasn’t quite used to it. It was odd not having to wait for a hundred or more people to grumpily find their seats on a ...