“You get well paid for it,” I reminded her. “I need you to book a trip, just me and my wife. She likes the beach, so… somewhere on a beach. Very private. As luxurious as humanly possible. No budget.” Shiloh grinned. “I love every single word that just came out of your mouth. When am I booking this for?” “Get ahold of her calendar, work around anything important she has going on.”