Nathan’s POV
Amelie looked so happy. As the plane lands, she is staring out the window, beaming with a wide smile on her face.
Once we’re in the hangar, Captain Thomas comes out of the cockpit.
“Thank you so much, Captain Thomas,” Amelie said and hugged him.
Captain Thomas laughed, “You’re welcome.”
We headed to the waiting convertible.
“A Lamborghini?” Amelie yelped.
“I thought my queen needed a hot-looking chariot,” I mused.
“Nathan, you’re so over the top for spoiling me!” Amelie blurted out.
“Just you wait,” I smirked.
We took off from the hangar and headed towards the Las Vegas strip. Amelie’s hair is blowing in the breeze, and she sings along to the radio, which ironically plays Elvis’ Viva Las Vegas. We made a quick stop at the Welcome to Las Vegas sign, and a nice couple
