Slice

by Angie Caedis

heard them say we’d be landing in about twenty minutes.”

“You deserve something a little different this year,” he whispered. Bec looked at her boyfriend for what felt like the first time all day. She’d done her best to avoid any kind of conversation for the majority of the flight. It had been a miracle she’d managed it. Her inexperience with international travel had been a valid enough excuse. She was tired, she’d told him. Exhausted. And it was true—she was. But waking up at 2 a.m. wasn’t the real reason that she’d pretended to sleep the entire flight as they were whisked away to a mysterious, romantic getaway. “I don’t deserve all this.” Tyler looked at her with the same