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...
It.s been 4 hours and some turbulence in and I cant get over this season of too hot to handle. The flight attendant comes over
"Can I get you a glass of Champagne"
I respond quickly and a little too quickly
"Yes... brut please" I look kinda mature for my age i guess. I didn't even have to use my fake ID.
What would you like for dinner Ma'am.
I look at the menu and choose." Ill take the salad. caviar and steak medium well please, and two more glasses of Champagne please.
" Yes Ma'am, the private shower is available for use now so if you would like to freshin up for dinner and bed you are very welcome too"
This plane has a shower?????
I grab my bag to look for a towel, i don't remember packing one
"Complementary Towels and Cloths are in the bathroom ma'am"
I stop searching and look up surprised " Of course, thank you" I say as a scrabble to the bathroom.
The bathroom is all golden lights and spacious. I would not have known i was on a plane.
Part of me wished Chris walked...
The door opens.
"I forgot my tooth brush in here" I screamed and wash the steam off the glass...Chris looks at me and raises his eyebrows.
" Wow, tennis has you in very good shape dove"
I scream " GET OUTTT" He laughs and runs out the door.
I cant believe he just did that, lucky he didn't see much detail, it was too steamy. But I'm sure he saw my figure.
I walk out in a cotton robe provided by the airline and I look down at my seat....wow
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Ive never seen such detail in airplane food...i was expecting mush.
I sit down in disbelief ready to dig in. When all of a sudden I hear the curtains open. Chris walks out with the same robe on but his chest showing slightly. He tips the flight attendant for the food and he sits down to eat.
" So, Dove...what are your plans for the trip"
"Read a book probably watch another too hot to handle episode'
" Dove, why do that here when you can do that at home"
"I just enjoy-" He cuts me off
''If your gonna be rolling with me. You not doing any of that."
I take a big sip of Champagne and dig into my steak
I reply "Ok so, what are your plans for the trip"
"Pushing you to your limits, dove"
I choke a little on the steak- "Huh'
He laughs and pulls his curtain close. I close mine as well. I cant believe he basically just called me boring. Just because I like those things doesn't mean i don't push myself t my limit. I find those activities calming and delightful...omg, i do sound like a grandma"
I don't my 2nd glass of Champagne and move on the to next.
Im not a light wait but boy is this Champagne strong. I finish my food and i cant feel the frustration and annoyance build up inside of me "What does he mean iI'm not doing any of that and what is he talking about limits" I work myself up with anger and stumps into his side of the bunker. I slam his curtain close behind me.
" What m-makes you think you can just boss me around the entire trip"
I stubble on my words, this champagne has definitely got to me
I catch him chewing on a piece of steak, he swallows, pushes his table to the side stairs as me with devilish eyes.
" Dove, Are you drunk?"
....i stare back.
" Umm nooo, I'm just a little tipsy thats all"
"What did I tell you about drinking with a concussion" he calmy says
"Once again telling me what to do" i get even angrier at the fact that he's calm.
The plane hits a bump of turbulence and i fall in his lap.
He stares in my eyes"How are you so sure of yourself, You cant even keep your balance dove"
I get lost in his eyes for a moment. He picks me up and carries me to my bed. I fight to get out of his strong arms and sit in my bed.
" Go to sleep dove, We have a long trip ahead of us"
