(Author's POV)
"Ahhh~ …. finally, back to where we belong~ …" Dion muttered, stretching and yawning as the plane touched down.
He looked at the two sisters, still sleeping soundly. Suddenly, a mischievous idea struck him, and a wide grin spread across his face. He leaned down and whispered to Myra, "Wake up~ …. lazy head, it's time to go~ …."
"Umm~ Mom~ … two more minutes," Myra mumbled in her sleep but didn't wake up. He tried again, calling her name, his voice raspy yet tender. "Myra~~~h …. Myra~ …. we need to go." This time he leaned even closer, his lips brushing her earlobes.
Hearing her name, Myra groggily opened her eyes and turned her head to look at the source, but before she could see who it was, her lips touched Dion's.
Dion, taken aback by the sudden movement, became very still and blinked rapidly. His heart started pounding wildly in his chest. Drey mmnnhhh in excitement.
