The group of friends were all on the plane by 5 pm and Jen, who had thought that they would have arrived in Country M much earlier, realised that she would only see them tomorrow.
"Do you have to work so hard even when you are about to get married?" Jen asked Lucas, who had offered up his chest to become her backrest.
"I have to work even harder so that a request for a honeymoon will be approved," Lucas responded as he took a sip of his whiskey.
"Would father deny you a honeymoon?" Jen asked, feeling incredulous.
"I'm not sure. This has never happened before," Lucas said as he played with her hair.
"I'm sure you will at least get a week-long break for your vacation. The day after tomorrow-" Jen trailed off as she imagined herself getting married.
"The day after tomorrow you will be the first Mrs. Lewis of our generation," Lucas whispered in her ear, and Jen felt her face flush from both excitement and shyness.
