It looked like a private airport outside city limits, but on opposite direction from where their villa is.

As they alighted from the car, Midori saw an aircraft parked just outside the hangar.

"Are we riding that?" Midori pointed towards the small plane.

"Yes." Dan took her hand and led her towards the plane.

"Good morning, Sir...Madam." Monty Johnson nodded slightly as he recognized them.

"Hi Monty!" Dan flashed a smile and took his hand to shake. Then he turned to his wife. "Dori, this is Monty." he introduced.

"Montgomery Johnson, Madam." Monty held out his hand.

Midori shook the hand strongly but briefly. "Nice meeting you. You can call me Midori. Where will you be taking us today?"

"Oh...no, ma'am. I will just need to be in the plane to take it back after we reach the island." He shook his head.

Dan gave him a glare to scold him for spilling his surprise.

Monty became scared of his boss and could not wait to make himself volatile to evaporate...if only he can. "Well, I'll...uhmmm...I need to check on some supplies inside." He hurriedly excused himself before he loses his job.

"Hey, wait..." Midori turned to her husband. "We're going to an island? I did not pack anything!" She frowned at him and pouted her kissable lips as she looked down on her knee-length blush sunday dress.

Dan chuckled. "You look fine." He pulled her hand. "Come on now, let's hurry so we could arrive there earlier than lunchtime.

Midori followed him, as he was almost dragging her up the steps, but she was still looking everywhere. "Bu-but...the captain is still not here." She had taken in that Monty will not be flying the plane to the island.

Dan flashed her a bright smile as he led her to the c.o.c.kpit.

"Whwhat are we doing here?" She pulled on his arm. "Don't play around. Only the captain and the co-pilot should sit here."

Dan laughed. "You're looking at the captain." His smile was still that toothpaste commercial one.

Midori eyed her husband as if saying, "You're ridiculous."

He laughed at her expression and started to put on the aviation headset. He also handed her one.

Midori hesitantly received it and secretly asked herself if she is putting it correctly. In the end, she copied how it was worn by him.

"Zulu-Foxtrot-Charlie ground, Cessna 2548, Cessna Skyhawk/uniform, at the old tees, request taxi 15 for departure to Mike-Xray-Zulu island."

The radio from the control tower responded, "Roger that, Cessna 2548."

When Dan started to push b.u.t.tons on the controls, Midori panicked.

"Dan, this is a plane! This is not a sportscar. You can't drive this!"

"This is a Cessna. I can make us arrive there in one piece." He had an even brighter smile.

He brushed off some hair on her worried face with his finger.

Soon, the plane took off, with Midori clutching her seatbelt tightly.

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Midori was still shaking when Dan led her down the plane.

She looked at her surroundings. It was filled with trees and plants. There was an obvious clearing where people would have pa.s.sed by. "S-so...this is...Zulu island, was it?"

Dan chuckled. He s.h.i.+fted from holding her hand to wrapping an arm around her. "It's MXZ island. I was talking in phonetic alphabet awhile back."

She looked up at him. "Oh...why MX-" she gasped.

She started shaking her head. "You did not... You did not just name an island after me!" She was almost laughing.

He took a deep breath as if he was thinking of an answer. "Well, for one, I bought the island. So I get to call it however I want." He gave her a teasing smile.

Just then, the plane they had arrived in started to take off.

"Hey! Where is it going?! How are we gonna get back?!" Midori clutched on his pink casual s.h.i.+rt.

Dan laughed. "Didn't Monty tell you that he will return the plane after we get here?"

Midori remembered and frowned. "I don't have my things with me! And my baby...he..." she started to get emotional.

"Dmitri will be fine. He had a lot of supply of..." he eyed her b.r.e.a.s.t.s, which became full-size after giving birth. "That." He smiled teasingly.

Midori instinctively covered her chest with her arms. "Pervert!"

"Turning shy now? We both know that I was the first to try them..." He followed his wife as she started walking along the clearing with no direction to follow.

"Shut up!" She continued walking, keeping her arms across her b.r.e.a.s.t.s, aimlessly stepping everywhere.

She was forcefully stomping her feet as she walked, when suddenly, a foot stepped on nothing but air.

"Aaaaahhh!!!" she screamed as she saw the ocean below the cliff.

Strong arms pulled her back on time, as her arms went and stuck onto the st.u.r.dy torso like a koala to a tree.

Dan was luckily right behind her. He did not expect for her not to look at where she was going. The cliff was quite obvious.

She was sobbing, so he lifted her up like their first night, and he walked towards the right direction.

It did not take long for them to reach a set of newly-painted iron gates, where the warm smile of a middle-aged woman appeared.

"Mr and Mrs. Zhou! Welcome!" She had a thick accent, but the words were comprehensible.

"Thank you, Mrs. Velasquez. This is my wife, Midori." Dan reciprocated the warm smile.

Midori struggled as she whispered, "Put me down."

He snickered. "Not a chance."

"Oh...h.e.l.lo, dear. You must be hungry. Food is at the dining area." Mrs. Velasquez took a set of keys from her skirt pocket. "Here are the keys. They have names. I'll be back to clean up tonight. You young ones enjoy yourselves!" She left on a nearby boat with a smile, as she waved at them.

"Hey, why is everybody going somewhere?" Midori protested. She was still being carried.

"I won't go anywhere. It'll just be the two of us here. Alone. In an island." Dan moved his face towards hers with a mischievous grin.