Hey everyone! My name is Zoie, but I go by spice girl on social Media. I had this life long dream of creating creating a storyline. And now, I finally got the balls to do it. And all you smut lovers out there. Your in for a show.
Summary: A girl na...
My mom pulls up to the airport and helps me with my luggage.
"Now remember what I said, call me before you take off and after you land. And when you get to the resort...and every night after that."
"I know Mom" I laugh and drag my luggage to the curb. She gives me a nice warm hug and kisses me on the forehead goodbye
I turn my head and I see a white BMW i8 and you can guess who stepped out...
Stephanie...as she struggles not to hit her head on the top of the car getting out
"I can't believe I dated that" A strong deep voice whispers into my left ear and I turn my back
It was Chris
His hair was in a slick player-boy style, and a white fitted turtle neck and black jeans.
A petite Asian lady hops out of their family Bently
"Matte, Chūshoku o wasurenaide kudasai!!" she shouts trying not to slip on the ice.
"Arigato, mama"
She smiles at me and hands his lunch to him.
"Hajimemashite Mrs. Walker"
She smiles at him and looks back at me
"OOOO she pretty Chris" his mom says and looks at him
" I didn't know you spoke Japanese," he says surprised
Thank you, Duolingo!!!
He smirks at me and kisses his mother goodbye
We walk in together and he turns to look at me
"You're in for one hell of a trip, Dove"
I stop in my tracks and he continues to walk to the terminal.
Did he just call me dove? What's that about...
The announcement begins for your flight " Attention Guest, for all of those boarding first class to Snowy Mountain Airport please line up now"
I jumped up, just as my entire 15 classmates..as expected. Im so glad my mom had first-class tickets because I don't know how I would've managed socially if my class saw me setting in economy.
Unfortunately, those are the things I have to look out for when I go to a rich private school.
I get to my seat and a private shared first-class bunker
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Why are there two chairs next to each other, I thought this was first class. I looked at my ticket and saw *shared first class*
Great, now I have to worry about some snobby 10-year-old or a loud snoring old man.
I close the door to the private bucker when I see a hand that stops it before it enters the latch.
A hand that looks very familiar. I look up
"Don't lock me out yet, dove"
Shit...
" Looks like we're sharing this flight....how did you get roomed with me???"
"Luck, I guess"
He places his bag in the storage overhead, his shirt lifts slightly and I start to drool
His toned muscular back moves with his strong arms. His lower back dimples share with my eyes and the scent of Tommy Bahama Cologne.
" I can feel you staring"
I quickly close my mouth, "What huh, no, I'm reading the flight safety brochure and you should too'
He sits down and grabs the same brochure from his side of the cabin.
He reads out loud "Please reach above to grab an oxygen mask in case of lose of cabin air"
He reached again lifting his shirt... I stare
"Please find the nearest exit in case of emergency landing"...he stands up and I get a wift of his cologne again.
"Please call for assistance of any kind... like a napkin for drool"
I close my mouth once again
"You're so full of yourself, I turn my body so my back is facing him and play with the buttons on the side of the wall.
I feel him behind me
"I know" he whispers. And walks to the nearest flight attendant.
" Can we get some snacks and drinks back here please"
As the flight attendant turns her back to grab the snacks I see him grab a bottle of Brut from the shelf. She turns back and smiles.
He walks back to the seats and hides the bottle he took
"Nothing to see here"
He pours a glass of champagne for himself and sparkling water for me. " Cheers," he says and lifts his glass.
"What is this, I'm not some baby, let me have a glass too"
" Nope" he shakes his head "Not after the little concussion of yours"
I roll my eyes and sit back
He walks over
"Don't roll your eyes, unless you're in bed with me"
I freeze and he walks back over and closes his curtain.
