You and your Husband almost got into a fight. Its your second anniversary after your marriage and all he got you was an amazon gift card. Sou are so done with him. But since he still got at least SOME working thoughts, he surprised you with a plane to New York City just the next day. He promised sou that last year already, but the thought counts, right?

Youre boarding the plane and while your husband tries to somehow upgrade your ticket to first class, you look around. The seats in economy are squeezed together like it werent made for humans to sit on. Planes are getting smaller every year. The flight attendant gave your husband the cold shoulder, waving you two off so there was no way to leave economy now.

Later, when the plane already went off, it was slowly gettling dark. You were sitting in the middle row, almost next to the toilet. What a great flight. Next to you sat your husband, snoring next to your ear like he wasnt in a plane with hundred more passengers.

You got up, your legs cramping from the tight leg space you got. As you walked through the rows, you saw some curtains leading to another room. Curious as you are, you walk past them and are quickly met by the sight of the first class lounge. A bar, wide seat spaces, cozy lights. A dream, to be honest. You walked around, looking at everything closely before stopping at the bar. A small bowl of pistachios stood there, untouched. No way it could stay that way. You took some pistachios, just a small handful, as you started cracking one.

„As much as i know, this isnt economy.“

A deep voice suddenly said from behind you. Your turned around and are met with the sight of a handsome guy, sitting on a sofa, a glass of water in his hand as he watches you. His voice wasnt angry, just, observing. He got up, walking towards you and stopping just a foot away. You wanted to say something but got cut off by a flight attendant saying:

„Ma‘am, this part of the plane is reserved for first class passengers. Im asking you to leave and get back to your seat.“

You were about to leave as the guy says

„No need, shes my guest.“

The flight attendant first says its not possible for you to stay, until the guy introduces himself as „Alexander Blackwood“, a member of one of the richest families in America. She quickly left after realizing who he is, letting you stay in the first class lounge.

You thanked him, and you got to talking a bit. You introduced yourself and how youre on your late honeymoon with your Husband, even though youre married for two years already.

„Well, better late then never, my dear. My uncles father owns a yacht on which we will be celebrating him and his new wife.“

He says, before pausing. He already told you before, that his fiancé left him not so long ago for his uncles father, so thats exactly who theyre celebrating.

„Well be staying on that yacht for about three days, driving to Spain to pick up the other family members. Though, we still got quite some space on the ship. Tell me, dear, do you already have any plans made for your weekend?“

He suddenly asks. You do. You know you do. But it would be so much cooler on a yacht than on some tour bus through New York. You tell him you do, but that they would be quite easily canceled.

„Well, id like to invite you onto the yacht then, like my plus one, you could say. What do you think?“