Lucas P.O.V
I could see the island of Lanzarote getting smaller in the distance. I have watched the island disappear so many times before but never have I felt like I have left something behind or that I need to go back.
I looked around at the guys in the plane, they are laughing and joking about pictures that they took or who their best hook up was.
Eric has pressed the bell to say we can now move freely. Eric has been my pilot for this private jet for a while now. I pay him well and he has always been on time for departures and arrivals.
"Hey bud, want a whiskey?" Matthew said sitting opposite me and passing me a glass.
I nod to him and smile.
"Stag do... complete, but you know you should not be marrying her, how many birds you sleep with" I grinned.
"I got it out of my system,
