Chapter Thirty Eight

John POV

It was time to leave. The crisp morning air swirled Becca's hair in the wind as she latched her hand onto mine. Her breathing was shallow as we all headed to the runway together.

"Everything will be fine love." I reassured her. She gave me a weak smile before we boarded the plane. My eyes widened as we entered. This plane was a lot nicer than Zander's other one. Made sense since this one was for tourism. It was much more comfortable than his other one as well. The interior was filled with white and brown leather with upscale finishings.

"You've been holding out on me!" I teased Zander. "This plane is amazing, we should be going out in this one every time!"

Zander took me flying often, ever since he got his license. He let out a sharp bark of laughter.

"If you want to pay for all the extra fuel every single time sure!"

We took off, flying south for our court date. We had planned it so we would get there just in time. I didn't want Rebecca or Ivan in Colorado for one se