Chase Me

20

Krystal

"Krystal-" his voice cracked.

I looked up only to be met with his dark eyes studying me. They had this seriousness to them which made me want to coddle him into telling me what bothered him. I bit my lip "Mmm?"

He shook his head as if he was having an internal battle, whispering something under his breath before clearing his throat.

"Ah...We'll be landing soon, how are you feeling?" he looked out the window briefly before shifting his attention back over to me.

"I'm excited and happy, I can't believe you're taking me to France after everything that happened" I hung my head low as a wave of embarrassment rushed through me.

"Krystal, it's forgotten okay, now just let me enjoy spoiling you. We'll go to Antarctica next if you're up for it" he laughed.

"Okay Alteo as you wish" I managed to crack a smile.

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We landed in Nantes at a small local airport. It was still bright out so I checked my phone surprised it was only 6:22 PM.

The flight attendant from earlier opened the door and extended the stairs. She thanked us for being great guests, of course not forgetting to bat her lashes at Alteo. I had the jealousy take over and I was tempted to push her through the very door she opened. It was hard enough trying to ignore her blatantly flirting with him. This is another reason why I can't allow myself to love him. I was already thinking irrationally.

Would he be mad at me if I did such a thing? He didn't even acknowledge her and I did feel good about that. He had a way of making everyone else disappear once he spoke or touched me. His eyes never left mine the entire way unless it was to take small glances outside. It felt like I was the only one he saw. I may be delusional but I had to be to prevent myself from doing something I couldn't bring myself back from, all for a man that is not mine.

Then again, it probably would make us closer after all, it was right up his alley. I giggled at the thought and grabbed his extended hand as we made our way out of the aircraft.

There was a black Benz-GLE waiting for us with a short brunette man dressed in a fitted black suit by the door.

As we walked towards him, he greeted us and opened the back door. Alteo ushered me in and stood outside talking to him in Albanian. They seemed... cordial. I could tell that Alteo was on edge, he had the same look when I told him I wanted to go to France earlier. Was there a problem with us being here? If so then why are we here?!

I looked passed them but there was nothing to see really. Only green grass among the concrete runway and a handful of smaller jets by the watch tower, a few hills in the distance. Alteo came in and sat beside me, kissing me gently.

God, I'm gonna miss this once I go back to Seattle, how did I think I could leave him? How will I leave him when it's time?

"I didn't even ask where we're going? I can get a hotel."

He chuckled, his voice vibrating through me, "e dashur you're too cute"

"I'm being serious Alteo it's the least I can do"

"Am I not a man?" his eyes studied my body, landing on my breasts as he waited for my answer.

Was he a man? He was the definition of a man. His hard strong features were evident. The way his persona demanded attention and authority, the deepness and bass of his voice, the rigid hardness in his pants I felt each time he pulled me into him.

"You are" I answered shyly feeling foolish for even asking.

"I'm glad you have that figured that out love, so no you won't be getting a hotel"