Then she shovels a forkful of salmon into her mouth and glances around, looking so damn excited to be alive that I can’t help but wonder how it feels to be so happy.
Liar.
You want to know what it feels like to have those lips wrapped around your cock.
Well, if I’m going to be stuck in this thirty-thousand feet hell, I may as well enjoy it.
CHAPTER FOUR
EMILY
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If this is how my newlife is starting off, then it’s brilliant.
I was upgraded to first class and have tons of space to stretch out my legs.The flight attendant said to just push a button, and it turns into a bed.
Wow!
Aside from a minor incident with the champagne, which I can still feel on my sweater, it has been awesome.
Mr.Hottie on my right isn’t very chatty, but I figure he just doesn’t like flying.Or perhaps he only talks to supermodels—the guy is drop-dead gorgeous.
I’ll admit, the moment I saw him, he took my breath away and made me nervous.I haven’t stopped talking since.
When he smiled—sort of—I felt my entire body quiver.He’s way out of my league in his soft blue shirt that hugs his muscular shoulders and, while I can’t see all of him, my eyes did drift to his pants and, well, it’s totally inappropriate but I swear he has the biggest package.
And I’m not talking about a delivery.
I hope he falls asleep soon so I can snap a photo and send it to Lexi.I’m adding #HenryCavillsBrother because between the square jaw and dark wavy hair they have got to be related.
Except, obviously, this man is American.
“Hey, you haven’t told me your name.”I suddenly blurt out, as if he’s shown interest in chatting to me.
He hasn’t.
