John grinned. “Pack your bags, babe. We leave in three hours.
”I squealed with delight, peppering his face with kisses.
“John, this is amazing! I can’t believe you did this!” “Better hurry,” he laughed. “You’ve got 20 minutes to pack before we need to hit the road.
” As I rushed to throw clothes into a suitcase, I couldn’t help but feel a twinge of guilt.
John had been so busy with work lately, and I hadn’t seen much of him.
This trip was exactly what we needed to reconnect. “Ready for our adventure?” John asked, leaning against the doorframe. I zipped up my bag and smiled.
“With you?
Always.” The flight to the Dominican Republic was a blur of excitement and anticipation. As we stepped off the plane, the warm tropical air enveloped us like a welcoming embrace.
“Oh my God, John, it’s beautiful! ”
I exclaimed, taking in the lush greenery and vibrant colors surrounding the airport.
John squeezed my hand.
“Just wait until you see where we’re staying. ” A sleek black car was waiting to whisk us away to our resort.
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