The crew loaded my suitcase onto the jet, and Joey came up next, giving me a quick nod before heading to the front with the pilot. Janet squeezed my hands gently, swaying them with a playful, reassuring smile that stretched ear to ear.
"Where are we exactly going?" I asked, a bit breathless.
"Europe," she replied, her voice full of warmth. "I promised you I'd take you there. I meant it."
I was taken aback. She'd planned it all, thought of every detail. "I'm looking forward to showing you my favorite spots around London," she added, her gaze holding mine.
Without a word, I took a step forward, closing the space between us, and leaned in. My lips met hers, soft and certain. In that quiet moment, as the staircase closed beneath us, I felt every reason I'd said goodbye to my old life fade away.
The door to the jet closed, sealing us in a world of pure luxury. It was just Janet and me, surrounded by spacious walking areas, soft, clean carpeting underfoot, and plush brown leather reclining chairs with intricate stitching. Each seat had its own table, giving the cabin a feeling of an elegant lounge in the sky. The ambiance was quiet and refined, everything polished to perfection. I took it all in, feeling both awe and excitement with each glance at the understated elegance around us.
As the jet began to roll forward, Janet settled into one of the reclining chairs and patted her lap, a soft invitation. I couldn't resist. I took my place on her lap, wrapping my arm around her shoulders, feeling the warmth of her embrace. She rested her hand gently on my back, pulling me close as we both adjusted to the subtle hum of the jet's engines. There was a calmness between us, a comfortable silence that made everything feel perfect.
Outside the window, the runway began to blur, and soon we were lifting into the sky. I couldn't believe this was real. "I can't believe I'm here, with you," I murmured, my gaze shifting to her beautiful face. I'd never get used to just how stunning she was, with her smooth, radiant skin and those warm, captivating eyes.
She looked up, her doe eyes making my heart flutter. "Me neither," she admitted, her voice soft but steady. "It's scary how much I like you. I ended things with Tip."
I raised my brows, nodding as a mixture of relief and excitement filled me. She watched me for a moment, then tightened her arms around me, pulling me closer into her embrace. "I only want you," she whispered, and I could feel the truth in her words as she held me tightly, as if promising she'd never let go.
As we settled in, the lights for the seatbelt sign flicked on with a soft chime, and a man's calm voice came over the intercom.
"Ladies, this is your captain speaking. We're preparing for takeoff, so please ensure your seatbelts are securely fastened. We'll be climbing to a cruising altitude shortly, and there may be some initial turbulence, so we ask that you remain seated until the seatbelt sign is turned off. We're looking at smooth skies for most of the flight, so sit back, relax, and enjoy the journey with us.."
I felt Janet's hand wrap around mine, grounding me even more as we prepared to take off into the open sky. I sat beside her in the luxurious brown leather seats, feeling the softness beneath me and the warmth of her hand in mine. "So, what activities are we doing in London?" I asked, squeezing her hand gently.
She brought her finger to her lips, looking at me with that playful glint in her eyes. "Shhh," she whispered, grinning. "It's a surprise."
I laughed, but her words and the way she looked at me made my heart race. "One thing I know is, I'ma do you," she said, her eyes tracing over me with a slow, lingering intensity. There was a sensual heat in her gaze, as if she could see right through me, leaving me feeling exposed and alive all at once.
