5. chapter 5
Thomas wouldn't tell me where we were going on our honeymoon. There we were sitting on a plane in first class and I had no idea where we were headed. He was asleep at the moment so I took the opportunity to rummage through his carry-on bag. I found some gum wrappers, his wallet, and an unwrapped half eaten Tootsie pop. "Men" I sighed.
I kept on searching for the tickets until I felt a hand grab my wrist. I jumped and looked up to find Thomas' face a centimeter from mine.
"What were you doing in my bag Kirsten?" He breathed, smiling.
"I was trying to find out where the heck we're going" I replied a bit to loudly, earning myself a few glares from the other passengers.
Thomas just laughed and said, "You'll find out soon enough sweetheart."
I huffed and sat back looking out the window. After a few minutes I felt a finger poke my cheek. And then again. And again. "What!?" I snapped turning around. Thomas said nothing and just pointed to the screen at the front of the plane, with a little smirk on his face.
I raised my eyes to look at the screen. It was flashing, "WE WILL BE ARRIVING IN IRELAND IN TEN MINUTES. PLEASE FASTEN YOUR SEAT BELTS".
I gasped. "Ireland!? Oh my gosh
Thomas!!! I love you so much!"
"Well you've always talked about wanting to go so I thought, why not? Are you still angry with me" asked Thomas nervously.
"Not in the slightest! I love you Thomas."
"I love you too Kirsten."
I laid my head on his shoulder and he wrapped his arm securely around me. And we stayed just like that until the plane landed.