After everything that had happened with Thomas, Latham was happy to finally get away with Devon. Maybe spending some true alone time with him would repair their slightly broken trust. After thinking about it for a while, he settled on a private island he'd finished making into somewhat of a resort last year. In a few months, he would open it up to the public for a somewhat affordable vacationing spot. But for now, training has just finished up and the island was stocked with everything they needed to enjoy it.
Latham was asleep the entirety of the plane ride, sitting next to Devon on his private jet and holding his hand. Hearing the pilot, he slowly awoke."Are we there yet?" He asked groggily, rubbing the sleep from his eyes with his free hand. "We are beginning our descent, Mr. Wilson." The pilot said over the intercom."Great...mm, did you feel okay flying?" He asked, turning to face Devon."Sorry I fell asleep for so long. I was exhausted."
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