“Wait here,” I tell her. “I want to

“Wait here,” I tell her. “I want to help Cap out first. A driver is taking him back to the apartment, because you and I are going to breakfast after this.”
She tells Cap good-bye and waits patiently in the plane as I help him down the steps. He reaches into his pocket and hands me the boxes, then flashes me one of his approving smiles. I shove the boxes into the pocket of my jacket and turn back toward the steps.
“Hey, boy!” Cap yells, right before climbing into the car. I pause and turn around to face him. He looks at the plane behind me. “Thank you,” he says, waving his hand down the length of the plane. “For this.”
I nod, but he disappears inside the vehicle before I can tell him thank you in return.
I climb back up the steps and into the plane. She’s unbuckling her safety belt, getting prepared to exit the plane, but I slide back into my seat.
She smiles at me warmly. “You’re incredible, Miles Mikel Archer. And I have to say, you look pretty damn hot flying an airplane. We should do this more often.”
She gives me a quick peck on the mouth and begins to get up out of her seat.
I push her back down. “We’re not finished,” I say, turning and facing her full on. I take her hands in mine and look down at them, inhaling slowly, preparing to say everything she deserves to hear. “That day you asked me about watching the sunrise?” I look her in the eyes again. “I need to thank you for that. It was the first moment in more than six years I felt like I wanted to love someone again.”
She blows out a quick breath with her smile and pulls in her bottom lip to try to hide it. I lift a hand to her face and pull her lip out from beneath her teeth with the pressure of my thumb. “I told you not to do that. I love your smile almost as much as I love you.”
I lean forward to kiss her again, but I keep my eyes open so I can make sure that I’m retrieving the black box first. When I have it in my hand, I stop kissing her and pull away. Her eyes fall to the box and immediately grow wide, moving back and forth between the box and my face. Her hand comes up to her mouth, and she covers her gasp.
“Miles,” she says, continuing to trade glances between me and the box in my hands.
I cut her off. “It’s not what you think,” I say, immediately opening the box to reveal the key. “It’s kind of not what you think,” I hesitantly add.
Her eyes are wide and hopeful, and I’m relieved by her reaction. I can tell by her smile that she wants this.
I pull the key out and flip her hand over, then place it in her palm. She stares at the key for several seconds and looks back up at me. “Tate,” I say, looking at her with hope. “Will you move in with me?”
She looks down at the key one more time, then says two words that bring an immediate smile to my face.
Hell and yes.
I lean forward and kiss her. Our legs and arms and mouths become two pieces of a puzzle, fitting together effortlessly. She winds up in my lap, straddling me in the cockpit of the airplane.
It’s cramped and tight.
It’s perfect.
“I’m not a very good cook, though,” she warns. “And you do laundry way better than I do. I just throw all the whites and colors together. And you know I’m not very nice in the morning.” She’s holding my face, spouting off every warning she can, as if I don’t know what I’m getting myself into.
“Listen, Tate,” I tell her. “I want your mess. I want your clothes on my bedroom floor. I want your toothbrush in my bathroom. I want your shoes in my closet. I want your mediocre leftovers in my fridge.”
She laughs at that.
“Oh, and I almost forgot,” I say, pulling the other box from my pocket. I hold it up between us and open it, revealing the ring. “I also want you in my future. Forever.”
Her mouth is open in shock, and she’s staring at the ring. She’s frozen. I hope she doesn’t have doubts, because I have absolutely none when it comes to wanting to spend the rest of my life with her. I know it’s only been six months, but when you know, you know.
Her silence makes me nervous, so I quickly remove the ring and pick up her hand. “Will you break rule number two with me, Tate? Because I really want to marry you.”
She doesn’t even have to say yes. Her tears and her kiss and her laugh say it for her.
She pulls back and looks at me with so much love and appreciation it makes my chest hurt.
She’s absolutely beautiful. Her hope is beautiful. The smile on her face is beautiful. The tears streaming down her cheeks are beautiful.
Her
love
is
beautiful.
She exhales a soft breath and leans in slowly, gently pressing
her lips to mine. Her kiss is filled with tenderness and affection
and an unspoken promise that she’s mine now.
Forever.
“Miles,” she whispers against my mouth, teasing my lips with
hers. “I’ve never made love in an airplane before.”
A smile immediately forms on my lips. It’s as if she somehow
infiltrated my thoughts.
“I’ve never made love to my fiancée before,” I say in response.
Her hands slowly slide down my neck and shirt until her
fingers meet the button on my jeans.

Hasil (Bahasa Indonesia) 1:

"Menunggu di sini," saya mengatakan padanya. "Saya ingin membantu Cap pertama. Seorang sopir mengambil dia kembali untuk apartemen, karena Anda dan saya akan Sarapan setelah ini."Dia mengatakan selamat tinggal Cap dan menunggu dengan sabar di pesawat seperti yang aku membantunya menuruni tangga. Ia mencapai ke dalam saku dan tangan saya kotak, kemudian berkedip saya salah satu Nya senyum menyetujui. Saya mendorong kotak ke dalam saku jaket dan menghidupkan kembali menuju langkah-langkah."Hei, anak laki-laki!" Topi berteriak, tepat sebelum pendakian ke dalam mobil. Aku berhenti dan berbalik menghadapi dia. Dia tampak di pesawat di belakang saya. "Terima kasih," katanya, melambai-lambaikan tangannya turun panjang pesawat. "Untuk ini."Aku mengangguk, tapi ia menghilang di dalam kendaraan sebelum saya dapat memberitahu dia terima kasih kembali.Aku memanjat kembali menaiki tangga dan masuk ke dalam pesawat. Dia adalah unbuckling nya sabuk pengaman, persiapan untuk keluar dari pesawat, tapi aku geser kembali ke tempat duduk.Dia tersenyum padaku hangat. "Kau luar biasa, Miles Mikel Archer. Dan saya harus mengatakan, Anda tampak cukup sialan panas sebuah pesawat terbang. Kita harus melakukan hal ini lebih sering."Dia memberi saya cepat kecupan di mulut dan mulai keluar dari kursi.Saya mendorong kembali ke bawah. "Kami tidak selesai," Aku berkata, mengubah dan menghadapi penuh nya pada. Aku mengambil tangannya di tambang dan melihat ke bawah pada mereka, menghirup perlahan-lahan, mempersiapkan untuk mengatakan semua dia pantas untuk mendengar. "Hari itu Anda bertanya kepada saya tentang menonton matahari terbit?" Saya melihat dia di mata lagi. "Perlu terima kasih untuk itu. Itu adalah saat pertama dalam lebih dari enam tahun aku merasa seperti aku ingin mencintai seseorang lagi."Dia meniup napas cepat dengan senyumnya dan menarik di bibir bawah untuk mencoba menyembunyikannya. Aku mengangkat tangan ke wajah dan menarik bibir keluar dari bawah giginya dengan tekanan ibu jari. "Saya katakan tidak untuk melakukan itu. I love ur smile hampir sama seperti aku mencintaimu."Aku membungkuk untuk menciumnya lagi, tapi saya tetap mataku terbuka sehingga saya dapat memastikan bahwa aku 'm mengambil kotak hitam pertama. Ketika aku punya itu dalam tanganku, aku berhenti mencium dan menarik diri. Matanya jatuh ke kotak dan segera tumbuh lebar, bergerak bolak-balik antara kotak dan wajah saya. Tangannya muncul untuk mulutnya, dan ia meliputi terkesiap nya."Miles," katanya, terus perdagangan pandang antara aku dan kotak di tangan saya.Aku memotongnya. "Ini adalah bukan apa yang Anda pikirkan," saya mengatakan, segera membuka kotak untuk mengungkapkan kunci. "Ini adalah jenis tidak apa yang Anda pikirkan," Aku ragu-ragu menambahkan.Matanya lebar dan penuh harapan, dan aku 'm lega oleh reaksinya. Saya dapat memberitahu oleh senyumnya bahwa Dia menginginkan ini.Aku mengeluarkan kunci dan flip tangannya atas, kemudian tempat itu di telapak tangan. Dia menatap tombol selama beberapa detik dan mendongak kembali padaku. "Tate," Aku berkata, dengan harapan. "Akan Anda bergerak dengan saya?"Dia memandang ke bawah tombol satu kali lagi, kemudian mengatakan dua kata yang membawa langsung senyum ke wajahku.Neraka dan ya.Aku membungkuk dan menciumnya. Kaki dan lengan, dan mulut kita menjadi dua potongan teka-teki, pas bersama-sama dengan mudah. Ia angin di pangkuanku, mengangkangi saya di kokpit pesawat.It’s cramped and tight.It’s perfect.“I’m not a very good cook, though,” she warns. “And you do laundry way better than I do. I just throw all the whites and colors together. And you know I’m not very nice in the morning.” She’s holding my face, spouting off every warning she can, as if I don’t know what I’m getting myself into.“Listen, Tate,” I tell her. “I want your mess. I want your clothes on my bedroom floor. I want your toothbrush in my bathroom. I want your shoes in my closet. I want your mediocre leftovers in my fridge.”She laughs at that.“Oh, and I almost forgot,” I say, pulling the other box from my pocket. I hold it up between us and open it, revealing the ring. “I also want you in my future. Forever.”Her mouth is open in shock, and she’s staring at the ring. She’s frozen. I hope she doesn’t have doubts, because I have absolutely none when it comes to wanting to spend the rest of my life with her. I know it’s only been six months, but when you know, you know.Her silence makes me nervous, so I quickly remove the ring and pick up her hand. “Will you break rule number two with me, Tate? Because I really want to marry you.”She doesn’t even have to say yes. Her tears and her kiss and her laugh say it for her.She pulls back and looks at me with so much love and appreciation it makes my chest hurt.She’s absolutely beautiful. Her hope is beautiful. The smile on her face is beautiful. The tears streaming down her cheeks are beautiful.Herloveisbeautiful.She exhales a soft breath and leans in slowly, gently pressingher lips to mine. Her kiss is filled with tenderness and affectionand an unspoken promise that she’s mine now.Forever.“Miles,” she whispers against my mouth, teasing my lips withhers. “I’ve never made love in an airplane before.”A smile immediately forms on my lips. It’s as if she somehowinfiltrated my thoughts.“I’ve never made love to my fiancée before,” I say in response.Her hands slowly slide down my neck and shirt until herfingers meet the button on my jeans.