After their wedding, they went straight to the airport. Vivianne had no idea that Beckett had already booked their tickets to Italy. They were in first class, with Vivianne looking out the window with a sulky expression.
"You can't see anything there except the clouds," Beckett remarked as he browsed through the selection of movies. He didn't like movies, but he thought it might help pass the time during the flight.
"It's fine, as long as I don't have to see you," Vivianne retorted before pouting.
Beckett paused his tapping on the small screen in front of him and looked at Vivianne. "Are you mad because I didn't tell you that we're going to Italy for our honeymoon?" he asked, his voice gauging the mood of the lady. "I thought you would like it."
"I do, but..."
"But?" Beckett raised an
