Florian held my hand tight as he led me downstairs to a waiting limousine. I didn't bother asking anything about where we were going or what we would be doing. If there was someone that I trusted with my entire life, it was Florian.
He sat right next to me in the car, his hand wrapped around my waist, his eyes occasionally darting between his phone, my face, and the scenery outside.
We reached the airport soon enough, and Florian grabbed a bag that I hadn't even noticed, and a smaller one that seemed to hold our documents.
"You took my documents too?"
"Of course," he said, his eyes meeting mine. "Why not?"
I bit down on my lips. "I am sorry I shut off my brain once I am around you."
"I will take that as a sign that I am doing my job as a man."
I chuckled as he turned away to spea
