The next stop on the tour was Vienna, Austria. It was a 17 hour drive and Ben offered to put Anna and Eddie on a plane instead of the tour bus, giving them a couple of days in Vienna on their own. Eddie was quick to accept the opportunity of having a couple of days to themselves. They could do a bit of sightseeing and have some freedom.
"But what about medical help for the crew if I dash off to Vienna? Am I not supposed to be here?" Anna asked being the professional she was.
"There is always a solution if anyone needs a doctor on the way. You're off the clock until we arrive on Saturday," Ben patted her arm and assured her that she was okay to go.
They were driven to the airport and checked into the VIP lounge. Eddie carried Anna's carry-on luggage and held the doors for her. In the VIP lounge he ordered wine, and held her hand. He was a hopeless romantic and made sure to make the most of them being completely on their own.
She was wearing a pretty summer dress, showing off her legs and arms.
"You look so pretty today, love." He said and stroked her cheek with his thumb.
She blushed and thanked him by leaning into him, so she could kiss him. They were safe from photographers in the VIP lounge, but it would probably be very different when they went out together in Vienna. Eddie was determined not to let the fact that there might be many eyes on them ruin their time together. He was so crazy about her and he just wanted to be able to enjoy her company.
"What are you thinking about?" She asked while sipping the white wine he had ordered for her.
He smiled and sighed. "I'm thinking about you."
She grimaced and covered her eyes. "That doesn't sound good. What about me?"
He chuckled and leaned closer and took her hand in his. "I can't tell you here. You'll be so turned on I'll have to fight you off me so we don't embarrass ourselves."
Anna snort-laughed and nudged his knee. "Tease..."
He gestured for her to come sit in his lap, figuring she probably wouldn't after a comment like that, but to his surprise she gently slid onto his lap and wrapped her arms around his neck. His pulse went up a notch with her so close, her eyes sparkling and her smile sweet like honey.
She played with the curls on the back of his head sending shivers down his spine. Her fingertips gently rubbing against his scalp made him take a deep breath. The way he felt at that moment was so intense, like he didn't even know what to say to her. She was warm and lovely, obviously happy to be with him. For a while she was distracted by a couple of businessmen, who were laughing and talking loudly, and even though she looked away, Eddie couldn't stop looking at her. Her lips were plump and pink, kissable to say the least. She had beautifully sculpted cheekbones and her cheeks were rosy and soft. Her nose was elegantly shaped in harmony with her facial features. Her dark-brown eyes were sparkling with depth, and if you looked really closely, there were tiny specks of gold, as if someone had dusted the richness of the night sky into their depths. Her hair was longer now than when she started working on the team. It hung in perfect waves down her back and she had bangs that framed her face just right. He wondered if she cut the bangs herself.
"You're extraordinary Anna," he said regaining her attention from the loud businessmen.
She smiled shyly and bent down and kissed him on the lips, softly kissing his upper lip first and then his bottom lip.
"I think you are extraordinary," she whispered and rubbed noses with him.
A flight attendant came by and announced that it was time to board the plane to Vienna. Anna scooted off his lap and picked up her handbag, but he wouldn't let her carry her carry-on suitcase. He had brought a backpack, which made it easy for him to handle her rolling suitcase.
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RomanceAnna Owen is a 29-year-old newly graduated doctor, who gets hired as a backstage medic on tour with one of the biggest superstars in the world, Eddie Wilde. He is a former boyband member, who has risen to superstardom after the band's split. Anna...