Married to Mr.Bieber

Chapter 3.

Written by @xSnowKiss

• Carter •

"Are you really going to make me wear this blindfold for the entire jet ride ?" I ask Justin as he guides me onto the private jet he had booked for us. That's all he had told me. That he had booked a private jet to fly us to our honeymoon destination.

"Yep." Justin responds, chuckling. "Now sit down." He helps me down on to a seat and I feel him take a sit beside me, buckling both our belts.

"Why am I wearing a blindfold, again? It's not like the jet is going to reveal our destination." I point out.

He doesn't say anything for a while, probably thinking. "You're right." He says at least, reaching over to untie my blindfold.

I cross my arms as he takes off the blindfold, his face the first thing I see.

"You should really think things through." I advice him at the same town the jet lets out a loud roar and we're quickly on air, going higher and higher.

"I should." Justin agrees, draping an arm around me.

I let out a yawn, resting my head against his shoulder. "How long's the flight?"

"Two hours at most." He informs me.

"I think I'll take a nap." I tell him. "Wake me when we're there."

"I will." He smiles, his hands gently caressing my hair. "Goodnight, Mrs.Bieber."

A smile slips on to my face right before I drift to sleep, cuddling closer to him, to my husband.

• • •

"Carter?" Someone whispers, nudging my shoulder. "Baby, we're here."

A small whine escapes my lip and I try to open my eyes, barely managing. "What time is it?"

Justin's familiar face comes in to view. He's chuckling. "It's only ten thirty."

"PM?!" I groan and Justin pulls me to my feet, letting me lean on him. "I'm tired."

"I know, baby." He says, draping an arm around me as he leads me out of the jet.

"Where are we?" I ask him, glancing at our surroundings:

"An airport." Justin informs me, still chuckling. "C'mon. A taxi's waiting for us."

Justin pulls me along but I can barely walk. I just want to curl down on the ground and go to sleep.

"Gosh, Cart." Justin exclaims. "You're acting as if you don't want to be here."

I roll my eyes. Well, I try too. "What is here? And I'm just tired, Justin."

"Here," Justin begins to say as he takes me by surprise, scooping me up and cradling me into his arm. A small yelp escapes me and tightly wrap my arms around Justin's neck for support. "Is the Bahamas." He finishes while a taxi comes into view.

"The Bahamas?" I gasp. "I've never been here! I heard it was beautiful!"

"Oh, it's beautiful." Justin smiles. "I was thinking Hawaii or Australia, or maybe even some private island like Edward and Bella," I can't help but roll my eyes at that as he continues. "But everyone told me not to take it to the extreme. They said you would be happy even our honeymoon was two blocks down at some filthy inn."

I smile, stretching my neck and planting a kiss across Justin's lips. "They were right."

"Good." Justin's smile doesn't disappear as he places me into the taxi, slipping in beside me. "I have lots planned this week."