Taken

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EZRA


She was here. She was standing right in front of me. What were the odds!? And I was stuttering like a broken record in front of her. Damn it. She was stunning. She wore a black lacey-looking dress. It was short, tantalizing, A small slit ran up her thigh. Showing off her slightly dark bronze skin tone. A sprinkle of freckles adorned her body. I wanted nothing else but to run my fingers up her thigh. It was almost unnerving looking at such a beautiful sculpted body. I felt her looking at my face. Her stare was hot, but I couldn't meet her gaze. So I focused my eyes on Azure. Who laid comfortably in her arms. "T-this is my cat." She looked at me the iris of her cat-like eyes a blazing orange.

Ambre's dress:

She smiled a white smile and handed over my cat

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She smiled a white smile and handed over my cat. I felt myself stiffen as her arms brush mine. Was it on purpose? I was pulled out of my thought when she gasped and then proceeded to reach into her Bright red fanny pack. " I have something for you. You accidentally-" There was a loud announcement on the intercom. The smooth voice of a lady spoke quickly. 

"This is the final boarding announcement call for passengers Ezra Collymore, Maya Lowenstein, Jhon Meyers, Shania Martinez, Alina Maldonado, ZaZa Goodman, Janae Green, Ambre Dupont, and the rest of the Dupont sisters." The airport was quiet during the announcement but as soon as it finished people jumped up and started to run to the gates of their airplanes. I followed suit.


AMBRE

Before I could give him his pen, an announcement came over the intercom which then made him ran to his destination. Fast. He was gone before I could say anything else. I looked over to where my sisters were sitting. Anais and Mrs. DeRose waved at me to come over quickly. It must have been time to board the airplane. I sighed inwardly. I had missed my chance to talk to this beautiful stranger. Then it dawns on me that I didn't even know the name of the motherfucker. Shit. We followed Mr. and Mrs. DeRose onto the plane. My jaw was on the floor before I could catch myself. The plane had Beds! 


We were shown our seats which were also beds. There was a flat screen and everything looked so pristine and clean. I felt like I was in heaven. Aimee pulled the skirt of the flight attendant. " French: Hé madame! Puis-je avoir de la glace, s'il vous plaît? // English: Hey lady! Can I have Icecream please?"

 " French: Hé madame! Puis-je avoir de la glace, s'il vous plaît? // English: Hey lady! Can I have Icecream please?"

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The lady smiled down at Aimee brightly. And then nodded. Oh no I had to sit next to this tiny girl with a sugar rush for the next whatever amount of hours. This is going to be great. Anais and the twins looked to be having the time of their lives. They were pressing all the buttons their eyes landed on. I sighed and sat back. Instinctively my mind drifted to the sexy as sin man that didn't know the aura he possessed. An aura that I could only explain as affable. An aura that was wrapped in sexy adorableness. My skin started to blaze involuntarily. A helpless sigh escaped my lips.

I toyed with the pen in my fanny pack and laid down. Minutes later Aimee bounds over with her cold sticky fingers. She jumps on my stomach and starts talking loudly. Her eyes looked crazed. I sighed a frustrated sigh. This was going to be a long plane ride. 


EZRA


I sat in the somewhat comfy chair of the business class section of the airplane hating every single second of it. A fat old man snores unbearably loud to my left and a young lady with a little babysits to my right. They both take up all of their space and mine so much so that I have to fold my arms in front of me. The baby wouldn't stop spitting and her mom was tired and irritated. Every time the baby's mom would close her eyes the baby would start whimpering and spitting. I was starting to feel bad for this lady. 


Before I realized it, my mouth was open and I was asking to hold the baby.  " Hey! how about I hold her and then you get some shut-eye?" The woman looked at me, surprised etched in her tired and depressed face. "French: êtes-vous sûr monsieur? // English: Are you sure sir?" I nodded and reached my arms out for her baby. She passed her over to me warily and thanked me. The baby looked at me, head cocked to the side. She smiled a big smile at me, which revealed she was completely toothless. I couldn't hold the little chuckle that burst out of my mouth. This little fucker was so adorable! She was small enough that I could set her on my chest. 


She grabbed my thumb hard as if I was going to run away somewhere. "I'm not going anywhere baby at least not for 9 hours." She looked at me quietly. Expressionless. I'm talking to a fucking baby and expecting her to answer me. Pathetic. I almost died of cuteness when she laid her head between my neck and shoulder. I fell asleep as she whispered sweet cooing nothings into my ear.

Time-lapse: 5 hours


AMBRE


I wake up when I feel the ache to pee. Aimee is sleeping soundly next to me. She was wrung out from all the running around. The sugar rush lasted longer than I thought it would it was horrible. It was as if it would never end. I make my way to the bathroom when I catch a glimpse of the other section of the airplane. The second class cart I believed. I did a double take when my eyes fell on a familiar mop of blonde hair. The guy from the bus! He was sleeping and he looked so beautiful. My happiness subsides when I see a small figure move on his chest. A baby? He had a baby on his chest? From where? I looked over beside him to see a young lady with black hair. She was also asleep. She laid her head on his shoulder.


My breath caught as she woke up. She looked to be reaching for something. She wakes up "bus guy" and hands him a baby bottle! She falls back asleep on his shoulder as he feeds the baby who places her little palm on his cheek. He smiles down at the baby fondly. 


I feel slightly sick. I feel my blood simmering. I mean he wasn't my boyfriend anyway. Explains why he was so distant and why he didn't get my number. He was already taken! I looked away my mood wasn't so happy anymore. I headed to the bathroom, my head hanging low. 


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