"I will try to wind up my work as soon as possible." Adam spoke up, his one hand resting over her shoulders as they waited in the VIP waiting lounge of the airport. "Remember the man who picked you up on the day I proposed to you, he will be your chauffeur till I get back." Adam continued.
Stella sat there quietly next to him, her face crimson red. They weren't the only one in the VIP waiting lounge, the Vice President was also there and was sitting directly across them.
Adam couldn't keep his hands to himself, twenty minutes from now, his private jet will leave for France and so will he. He wanted to spend the remaining time he had with her. But here she was, sitting next to him and not even bothering to talk to him.
"I am going to miss you." Adam spoke as he brushed away the few strands of hairs that had somehow managed to escape the bun. "And it doesn't look like you will be missing me." He continued as he pursed his lips together.
