Andrew still wasn't used to taking a helicopter to and from places. He hadn't been as nervous the first time he'd taken the helicopter to the island, but he had been nervous. This was on a completely different level.
Thankfully, he had Maxwell holding his hand. The man had a vice grip on it, even if his eyes weren't looking at him and instead scanning the island coming into view and the choppy water below.
Andrew was glad that the omegas in charge were letting them be together traveling across the water. Andrew wasn't sure how he would have managed without Maxwell at his side. He knew it was a relatively quick flight over, just over 20 minutes, but as the big day approached….
Andrew was getting more clingy. He could tell. The others could tell.
