Even though Christian had his own plane, I hated flying for the simple reason of turbulence and this flight didn't seem to be nice.

"Baby, Are you sure you're okay" Elliot said as my grip on his hand tightened. I nodded and closed the window.

The turbulence ended and I relaxed.

"I'm fine" I sighed and Elliot laughed at me. He leant over and kissed my bruised cheek.

"If you hated flying so much we could have always travelled on sea?" Elliot said putting the arm rest between us down and moving closer to me.

"I only hate turbulence, I don't hate flying all together" I said into Elliot's chest.

"Just relax, we only have a few more hours" Elliot cooed. I closed my eyes.

Elliot's POV.

My girlfriend was no longer my girlfriend, she was my fiancée and I couldn't think of anything better than saying that.

Even though she had my dents into my hand from her grip on the plane, she was perfect. She was wonderful, beautiful and brilliant. I didn't need anyone but her.

Tyla had fallen asleep since the last turbulence and was tucked under my arm and into my chest.

"Elliot" Mia whispered from the seat in front of us.

"What?" I whispered, she sat up and looked over to the chair.

"What are we even doing on this holiday?" Mia asked. Good question lil' sis.

"God knows, apparently Christians got it all sorted" I said. Mia smirked and sat back down.

I looked over to where Christian and Ana were. They were sat on the couch on the opposite side of the plane. Christians hands were next to Ana's on Ana's baby bump. Ana and Christian's foreheads were touching and Christian was kissing Ana gently.

"That will be us one day" Tyla mumbled next to me, I didn't even realise she had woke.

"You want it to be?" I whispered into her hair.

"I would love it" She sighed looking up at me.

"Do you think I would be a good dad?" I asked.

"The best" Tyla smiled. I knew she meant it, why wouldn't she but still fear gripped me that I wouldn't be good enough to have a child. I felt Tyla's lips against my cheek, I turned to look at her and she smiled at me.

I leaned in and kissed her, I pressed my lips against her as hard as I could. She put her hand on my cheek and kept me close.

"I love you" She whispered when we stop kissing.

"I love you too" I smiled. I stared into the most beautiful set of eyes I have ever seen. The buckle sign came on as a captain broadcast did.

"We will be arriving in Miami in two minutes, please buckle your seat belts and prepare for landing" The captain said.

Tyla moved from my arms and put the arm rest up. She tightened her seatbelt as hard as she could without almost killing herself. I laughed at her and buckled my seatbelt. Tyla leaned over and tightened mine and then grabbed my hand.

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Tyla's POV

When we finally got on ground I relaxed loads. I just wanted this week that to go slow so I didn't have to put up with another flight like that. I stood in the cubicle of the bathroom getting out of my plane clothes. I put on some shorts and a baggy top with a flowery bikini underneath. What? There more comfortable than bras and pants.

I walked out the bathroom and looked in the mirror. I topped up my make-up, I pressed my finger against the bruise.

"Your boyfriend do that to you?" A woman asked as she came out of the cubicle next to me.

"No, I was walking down a street and I got attacked" I looked at her smiling.

"You don't remember me do you?" The blonde haired lady said to me.

"I don't recall you?" I said, she washed her hands turned to look at me.

"Hope Stark. Nice to meet you" I looked at her shocked when she told me her name. I laughed and pulled her in for a hug.

"Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry, I haven't seen you since the orphanage" I said, she pulled back and grinned at me.

"Well am not a stark anymore, I got married yesterday, my honeymoon" She laughed.

"Im quiet sure you didn't want to get married" I said as she dried her hand. I picked up my back and through it over my shoulder.

"Well Paul is different, he's special" She said as we left the toilets. Elliot walked up to me.

"I'm so happy for you, Hope meet Elliot, he's my fiancée" I said as they shook hands. Elliot put his arm around my shoulder.

"Nice to meet you, Babe, everyone's waiting we need to go" Elliot said smiling at me. I nodded.

"It was lovely to see you again, I need to go, I'll try and get your number of some friends" I said as Elliot dragged me away. I turned around and waved.

When we got outside everyone was waiting for me to hurry up as a limo pulled up in front of us.

"Sorry about that, I saw an old friend" I said apologising. Ana nodded and Mia smiled as we sat down.

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When we got to our destination. Christian had bought a lovely big house that could fit twice the amount of people that was already here.

The house had an inside pool and one outside. There was six bedrooms and all bedrooms had its own bathroom. Mine and Elliot's room was big and it had a huge king size bed with two wardrobes and a side table. Creams and care products were already set out. Thank you Anastasia Steel.

"This is going to be relaxing" I said as Elliot's hands wrapped around my stomach. He pulled me closer to him and he turned me around.

"Want to christen it?" Elliot said looking into my eyes. I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him closer.

"You had to ask?" I said. I kissed him hard and he laid me onto the bed. Elliot undid my shorts and I undid his top.

I flipped us round so that I was on top of him. I leaned back out the kiss and pulled of my top and undid his trousers. I pulled his trousers off and pulled his boxers to follow. Elliot pulled me down, he kissed me and hard, Elliot flipped us round again so he was on top but he made us fall on the floor.

We both burst into laughter as Elliot fell on top of me. Elliot moved into a comfortable position and he pushed a lock of my hair out of my face. I smiled at his and he kissed me gently.

"Elliot, Tyla, Come down were off down to the river" We heard Mia shout up.

"Finish this later?" I mumbled. Elliot nodded kissing me again.

I pulled out from underneath Elliot and I did up my shorts. I grabbed my top from the bed and pulled it over me. Elliot was pulling on some swimming shorts and shirt and we walked down the stairs hand in hand.