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"I don't know I mean...Owen is a newborn. I shouldn't.."

"He's five months now. You need a break. And your mom offered it."

Life has been a whirlwind. I gave birth to a beautiful boy named Owen. Lloyd and I were working on two kids and the stress of him being gone for work.

But we had an opportunity to go on a day vacation while Lloyd did some business in Canada.

And he was hoping I took it.

"Okay.."

"This'll be good for you."

"Yeah. And we've gotten no time together. So this'll be nice."

"Exactly."

He was holding Owen. Bailee was playing with her toys. He was such a good dad.

I kissed my sons head before resting back against the counter.

Lloyd kissed my forehead. "I would just be happy if you got sleep."

"Me too." I whispered. He chuckled.

"Go pack. I've got the kids."

I nodded, going upstairs to park.

•••

"His bottles are in the fridge. Call one of the men if you need groceries or something. Or call Lloyd or I. Bailee has been so good recently so I'm not worried about her. Thank you both again." I said to my parents.

My mom held Owen. Bailee was in Lloyds arms beside me.  I was nervous to leave.

"Alrighty. Jet is waiting."

My mom gave me a smile. I rolled my eyes.

"Jet huh? You can take me on a trip pretty boy." My mom said.

"Anytime Joan."

Lloyd knew I hated jets. I just hated planes in general. It just didn't ever make me feel good.

I kissed Owen's head. Bailee hugged her dad and then moved to hug me.

"I love you Bea." I said. "Thank you again mom."

"No problem. Your dad and I always have fun with them."

I gave her a hug, as well as my dad.

"Keep her safe?" My dad asked.

"Always." Lloyd said.

I smiled up at him. He smiled back.

•••

Lloyd and I sat on the plane. I was buckled in tight. Lloyd was up talking to the pilot, waiting for our takeoff time.

"You nervous for my flying Mrs Hansen?" The pilot asked.

"She hates flying George. No hate."

I rolled my eyes. He chuckled.

"Well we are taking off soon, so be prepared." George said.

"Mmm. I trust you."

Lloyd sat down next to me. Lloyds body guards were on the plane too. I glanced at him.

"Relax." He said. He kissed my forehead before looking behind him. He hated showing pda around his men.

The plane took off. After a bit I unbuckled. I was reading. Lloyd sipped on a drink.

I knew I had to pump soon. I just didn't want to. I felt weird.

I glanced back. "Where's the restroom?" I asked as I grabbed my bag.

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