Jaan

Part 38- His Queen

He pulled me to him wrapping his arms around me tightly.

"You're my Queen and I'm never letting go of you" he said as I blushed.

"Then, you're my King and...you're responsible of me for as long as I am in your kingdom got it?" I played along.

"I promise" he confirmed connecting his lips to mine.

No matter how cheesy or cringy we could be sounding or appearing to others, it couldn't matter less. I am in love with this man. And, it can only get deeper day by day.

I adore everything about him regardless of the flaws and imperfections he holds. Once, I regretted ever falling in love with him regarding a misunderstanding but also because his lifestyle turned out to be completely different than mine.

I wanted us to be the somehow perfect couple but we soon turned out to be the beauty and the beast. And does that make any difference?

Absolutely not. The love we see behind the screens, that we take a glance of outside of our own worlds shouldn't be the idea of what true love is. True love, it comes when you least expect it and it makes you see what you had never even imagined before.

Way before our creation, when our souls were bond to be one, that's when two people made one. And believe me when I say, when it shows up at your door, you just feel it. You know, this is the one.

***

On the plane, waiting to land in the next 5 hours to the Maldives. I was nervous and excited. Hand in hand with Aslan beside me on the vip section which I had never seen before, I was staring outside the plane window while feeling his gaze on me.

"Are you done?" I asked him before turning my head to face him.

"Mmh?" He asked knowing he got caught.

"You keep staring at me" I added.

"We finally get to spend some time together without anything or anyone getting in the way...I'm obviously going to take advantage of it" he said my heart skipping a beat.

"Question, how are you this good at flirting?" I asked changing subjects.

"Why do you ask?" He asked chuckling.

"Because...never mind" If I tell him, he'll tease me even more.

"Don't be shy, say it" he whispered to me as I slightly pushed him. He's basically stick to me not wanting me out of his sight.

VIP seats should be spacious and comfortable right? Well, not really the case when you have a clingy husband like mine.

"Sir, ma'am may I offer both of you any kind of drink?" A hostess came to us.

"I'll just take some water, please" I asked her.

"Anything for you sir?" she asked Aslan once again as he declined.

I don't want to sound like the crazy obsessive girlfriend because that's really not who I am however, she keeps looking and eying him up and down in an odd way. I can't be over thinking this right now.

"Here's your water ma'am" she gave me a bottle before stepping away as I thanked her.

"What's wrong? Give me this" he grabbed the bottle from me to open it.

"Thanks..." I was zoned out.

"Hey, look at me...what's wrong?" he asked me.

"Huh? Oh...nothing" I realized that maybe it was just him. That's right, he's too fine. He dresses well, handsome, good-looking and nice. He's the whole package. It's obvious other women wouldn't be able to look away.