Welcome! Thanks for stopping by. Here's a scene from an upcoming book, "The Dating List" (a work-in-progress) third in my "List" series, written to this picture prompt:
Grey couldn’t stop smiling when the limo driver opened the door. He jumped out and offered his hand to Carrie.
“What’s this?” She asked, swinging her legs out of the long vehicle.
“Our private jet, non-stop to Quebec. First stop on our honeymoon.”
Carrie’s eyes widened and a smile crept across her face.
“You’ve been through so much with the wedding and all, I wanted to make this first leg of our trip as painless as possible.”
Carrie threw her arms around him and kissed him.
“You are the most amazing man in the world.”
“And you are my dream girl, Carrie…and now my wife.”
Her eyes sparkled.
The limo driver transferred the luggage from the limo to a steward who loaded it on the plane. Grey took her hand in his, wrapping his fingers around hers.
“Congratulations, Mr. and Mrs. Andrews, on your marriage,” the steward said.
Carrie beamed at him. Mrs. Andrews. Mrs. Grey Andrews. Like the sound of that.
Grey pulled her arm through his, folding her hand over his arm. He placed his hand on top of hers before responding to the steward.
“Thank you. I’m the luckiest man in the world.”
Carrie smiled up into his eyes. Seeing his love shining out at her surrounded her heart with warmth. Happiness bubbled up in her chest. If this is a dream, don’t wake me up.
Carrie stopped him before they ascended the stairs to the plane. She whispered in his ear. A hearty laugh burst out of him. His eyes glistened with desire as he leaned over to reply to her in confidence.
“We’ll find out if the seats recline all the way once we board.”
Then he took her in his arms for a passionate kiss that took her breath away.