Chris pulled up to the unloading zone at the airport that night, dropping Sebastian and Rylee off. They all got out of the car simultaneously and went to unpack the trunk onto the sidewalk.

"I have to hug you twice as hard because Alexa's not here. And she'll kill me if I don't...and she'll definitely know if I don't...I don't know how...but she'll know," Chris laughed heartily as he pulled Rylee in for a hug.

Rylee laughed in return, "Well I'll hug you twice as hard back in return. So you can give her a hug from me too."

As they separated, Sebastian stepped forward to hug Chris as well, thanking him for the drive to the airport, smack dab in the middle of the day.

"No problem man, have fun!" Chris stated towards both of them as him and Sebastian separated.

"Seb, we've gotta get going, we're running late." Rylee commented looking at the time on her phone.

"Yeah, thanks again Chris. See you guys soon!" Sebastian said waving to Chris as he slid back into his car with a wave of his own. Soon enough he pulled into the light traffic and disappeared.

Rylee had picked up her bag to leave but was confused when Sebastian stood tapping on his phone, unmoving. "Babe. We've gotta go...like yesterday."

"Yep," Sebastian replied simply as he put his phone in his pocket, still planted in his spot.

At this point Rylee was flat out frustrated towards Sebastian's lack of movement. "What are you doing?"

"Hang tight." Sebastian said, holding up a finger as he looked down the loading zone, "ah, there we go."

Before Rylee could ask, a small black limousine pulled up to the open spot in front of them. Sebastian walked around to the back of the car, opened the trunk and loaded up their suitcases, taking Rylee's from her as she stood befuddled.

The car's driver came around and opened the door, gesturing inside, "Good evening, Miss Summers."

Rylee looked back towards the trunk where, after he shut the hatch, she could see the smirk crawling across Sebastian's face. He walked to the other side of the car, and opened the door, climbing inside.

"Well, are you coming?" Sebastian asked, cocky smirk still planted on his face as he leaned over to talk to her through the open door.

Rylee slid into the car, thanking the driver as he shut her door. He quickly walked around the front of the car and began driving them down towards the airport's tarmac.

Rylee couldn't keep up with where she should be looking, out the window, or back at Sebastian who she just noticed had started pouring them flutes of champagne.

He passed her a glass and held his up, "To vacation anddd to us."

"Two perfect things to toast to," Rylee commented but furrowed her brow, "but baby, I am still fully, and utterly lost right now. What's going on?"

"Spoilers," Sebastian winked when they tapped their glasses together. God that stupid wink.

Rylee decided to just let the moment play out. Whatever Sebastian had planned was obviously well thought out so why not just enjoy the ride.

After five or so minutes, their car came to a stop near a plane hangar, monstrous in size. There was a large Boeing 737 parked in the dim hangar beside them. Rylee had been on planes before but never fully grasped how large they truly were until this moment.

As Rylee got out of the car, she stared at the beast of a plane hiding in the darkness.

"Seb, I'm still so lost. Why are we not going through the airport like normal?" Rylee said as she slowly turned towards him on the other side of the car, "How come we came down to the tarma-"

When Rylee turned her mouth fell open. In front of her was a Gulfstream G650, a beautiful, sleek private jet. Okay this is a first.

"Come on love," Sebastian said, holding their champagne bottle and his flute in one hand and offering out his other to her.

She grasped it, lacing their fingers together as she let him guide her towards the private jet. She was still in awe, "Sebastian how-"

"Uh Uh Uh. It's vacation. No questions. Just enjoy." He laughed as he tutted at her. They soon made it to the bottom of the jet's stairs where one of the pilots awaited them.

"Good evening, Mr. Stan, Miss Summers. Welcome aboard. I'm First Officer Jessica Stewart, one of your pilots tonight. You'll be able to meet our Captain, James Perry in a few minutes," Jessica gestured up the stairs.

Sebastian gestured for Rylee to go up first. She was a mix of nervous and excited but obliged. Sebastian followed behind her, having to physically hold himself back from smacking Rylee's ass in front of him.

When Rylee turned the corner she froze. The interior of the jet was exquisite. There were eight leather wrapped reclining seats, four near the front of the jet, four near the back, each next to a large oval window, allowing tons of natural light to pour in.

Between the sets of recliners was a large leather couch against one side of the jet, and across from it was a large entertainment system with a 45" tv built in. In the front of the plane there was a small kitchenette with a full fridge.

"Sebastian." Rylee was absolutely speechless.

Sebastian walked up behind Rylee, and pushed her hair to one side. He looped his arms around her waist and leaned down to leave a lingering kiss on her neck. "Happy vacation love."

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Because the jet was private, Sebastian asked the pilots to not disclose where they were traveling to over any speakers, keeping Rylee in the dark about the destination as long as possible.

Right before they were ready to depart, the pilots both came back, greeting Sebastian and Rylee again and discussing the logistics of the trip.

The trip was going to be about ten and a half hours and, without getting specific, the captain also mentioned that there would be a significant jump in time zone.

Sebastian knew Italy was 6 hours ahead of New York's eastern standard time, but he didn't want to give too many hints to Rylee. He wasn't sure how much she knew about where the different time zone lines were so he didn't want to chance it.

The pilots bid their farewells and headed back to the cockpit as Sebastian and Rylee got settled, picking two of the seats near the back beside each other, still working on their glasses of champagne from the car.

Their flight attendant, Maggie, brought back a bucket of ice from the kitchenette for them to store their champagne bottle as they sipped their drinks. After checking if they needed anything else, she made her way up towards an open side room by the cockpit, leaving them in private.

As the jet began to turn on the tarmac, Rylee tried her best to take it all in. She was back to not knowing where to look. Out the window? Around the cabin? Into the-

"Ryles?" Rylee heard Sebastian say her name, but she hadn't heard what he said before hand, too caught up in her own head.

"Hmm? Sorry. What did you say?" Rylee asked.

"I said 'Are you okay? You seem nervous.'" Sebastian placed his hand on her thigh, rubbing gentle circles with his thumb.

"I am completely and undeniably perfect. This is absolutely unreal, Seb. Thank you so much already for planning all of this. We aren't even there yet and I'm over the moon." Rylee sighed, leaning her head onto his shoulder.

Sebastian turned to kiss the top of her head, feeling the plane begin to take off at almost that exact moment. Rylee gave his hand a quick squeeze.

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A few minutes later they decided to move to the couch in the middle of the sitting area and turned on the tv. Sebastian handed Rylee the remote and insisted she pick a movie to watch.

She scrolled quickly through what was available and landed on a movie called the Martian. "Oh man, I love Matt Damon."

"Oh yeah, he's great," Sebastian chuckled as the movie started.

"What, have you met him or something?" Rylee asked.

"Eh, or something." Sebastian smirked, turning back towards the tv.

A character we just met named Mark speaks, "Martinez, Commander Lewis would like you to please shut your smart mouth."

A familiar voice speaks off screen, "Speaking for the smart people of the world--"

The camera centers on a character named Dr. Chris Beck, looking at samples on slides through a microscope, "We would prefer you use a different adjective to describe Martinez' mouth."

The camera looks back to Martinez outside the ship, "Did Beck just insult me?"

The movie continued playing as Rylee sat back and stared at Sebastian, who was pretending not to notice her staring at him.

"No...."

Sebastian continued looking at the tv, though a smirk grew across his fast, "No, what?"

"Sebastian. Stan. You were in a movie with Matt Fucking Damon..."

Sebastian just shrugged, "he's a really cool guy."

Rylee still just stared at Sebastian, at a loss for words.

"Stop staring. It's not my fault you didn't stalk my IMDb profile to know I was in this movie." Sebastian laughed, putting his arm around Rylee and pulling her close to lay against his chest.

It still took Rylee a few more minutes to process this new information plopped in front of her, but eventually she relaxed into Sebastian's chest as he ran his hand slowly up and down her arm gently.

When Rylee turned the movie on, she didn't expect to get this invested in it, but two hours later, she was sitting criss cross on the couch, focused, while Sebastian laid along the couch, his head in Rylee's lap.

He had been fast asleep for the last 45 minutes, as the movie finished, Rylee slowly raked her fingers through his hair, trying to sniffle back tears.

At the end of the movie Sebastian's character ended up getting the girl, getting married and having a baby girl.

Rylee felt Sebastian stir beneath her hand, and she tried to quickly wipe away the tear or two that slipped out while she watched the movie's credits start rolling.

"Hey, you alright?" Sebastian asked, reaching up to rest a hand on Rylee's cheek.

She leaned into it and nodded, "Chris Beck just ended up with a beautiful 'happily ever after' and it was just really nice."

"Awww...come 'ere." Sebastian gestured for her to lean down to which she obliged, basically kissing Sebastian upside down.

"That was a really good movie. I'm proud of you for being a part of it." Rylee commented, combing her fingers through Sebastian's locks again.

"Mm. Thanks. It was a really fun one to do." Sebastian said, closing his eyes again.

There was a beat of silence and Sebastian opened his eyes again, "Yah know, there's a bedroom on this thing..."

"Oh really?" Rylee asked, trying to sound naive.

Sebastian sat up and quickly got to his feet, "Let me give you the tour," Sebastian winked, offering out his hand for Rylee to take, which she did quickly, standing up to follow him towards the back of the jet.

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"That's a thing that just happened," Rylee panted as she laid next to Sebastian, who was also attempting to catch his breath after all that they just did in the bedroom.

"Who knew joining the mile high club would be on the agenda for this trip..." Sebastian laughed lightly.

"I'm guessing you did Mr. "Let me rent out a private jet with a bedroom for our vacation." Rylee giggled.

"I mean, it's like a ten hour flight overnight, I figured I was doing us a favor. But this works too." Sebastian shrugged innocently.

"Yeah, yeah," Rylee's laughing died down as she got serious for a moment.

She rolled towards Sebastian, laying her head on his chest, along with her hand, drawing invisible circles across his abdomen.

"I love you, Seb."

"I love you, Rylee."

"This plane could seriously turn around for home right now and this would still be the best vacation ever."

"Well, sadly, we've got a destination and a handful of plans to conquer. So, sorry for your luck," Sebastian smirked as he spoke.

Rylee playfully smacked his stomach and laughed, but quickly after, a yawn snuck out.

"How about, we catch a few hours of sleep, we'll get some breakfast super early and then soon enough we'll be landing."

"I don't know if I'll be able to sleep, I'm too excited to be tired." Rylee replied.

"Well, I know what could help that..." Sebastian said, smiling as he leaned overtop of Rylee, kissing her deeply, their tongues meeting in the middle. "Where were we..."