NIA’S POV
The flight home had just taken off, and I was already missing the sunshine, spa days, and slow mornings in bed. I leaned my head against Alexander’s shoulder, sighing softly. He scrolled lazily through something on his phone before turning to me with that mischievous glint in his eyes.
“Wanna join the mile-high club?” he whispered low.
I choked on a laugh and smacked his chest. “Are you serious?”
He grinned. “Dead serious. Come on.”
Before I could say anything else, he took my hand and pulled me up from my seat, leading me toward the back of the plane. I followed, slightly wide-eyed, nerves fluttering in my stomach.
But then he opened a door and stepped aside, revealing a private cabin area. A sleek, luxurious bed. Dimmed lights. Thick curtains.
“What is this?” I as
