Don't Forget To Fly Because I'm Your Mrs. 2

Chapter 1

I walked along the airport sidewalk in my worn out Harvard sweatshirt, dark skinny jeans, and my favorite pair of cowgirl boots. I know I wasn't in Texas but you could never go wrong with cowgirl boots. I was waiting for Melanie to pick me up. Tomorrow was her religious wedding ceremony with Dimitri along with the twins's baptisms.

My phone buzzed in my pocket. It was a text message. "Sorry I can't pick you up. I sent someone else. ;) "

What did she mean by that?

Right at that moment a black Ferrari pulled next to me. The window rolled down, "Hey I came to pick you up."

It was Jake. Great. The guy I had been avoiding for the past 3 months. I sighed heading to the trunk to put my luggage in. The trunk opened. I expected him to come help me, but then again he wasn't a gentleman, so what could I expect? I slammed the trunk shut hoping into the passenger seat.

"Thanks for your help I really appreciated it." I said sarcastically not bothering to greet him.

"Seems like you haven't changed a bit," he chuckled as he began to drive.

I scoffed looking at the window feeling awkward.

He cleared his throat.

"So how are you?" He asked clearly also affected by the awkwardness of the situation.

"Fine, how about you?" I asked trying to be nice.

"Also fine."

There was another silence.

"So we listen... we never talked that night."

"I have no clue what you're talking about." That was a lie. I knew exactly what he was talking about. The masquerade ball three months ago where Jake had been my first kiss.

"You honestly don't remember?"

"Nope," I responded popping my p.

We were now stopped at a red light.

"Well maybe you need a little reminding,"

He grabbed me by the back of the neck taking claim of my mouth in an instant, and just like that it was over. The light had turned green, and he drove calmly like nothing had happened.

Damn him. It infuriated me how he took advantage of me. After my face wasn't flushed anymore I smacked his arm.

"Ow! What was that for!" He yelled.

"Who do you think you are kissing me?! Just because you stole my first kiss doesn't mean you can kiss me whenever the hell you want!"

I fumed in my seat with my arms crossed.

"I was your first kiss?" He asked clearly surprised.

"Is that all you got out of that!" I turned to face the window again.

He smirked then chuckled.

"What's so funny?"

"I can't believe I was your first kiss, then again you're a nerd."

I smacked his arm again, "Hey why are you such a jerk! I've never done anything to you!"

"Quit with the smacking! And yes you have! Do you not remember when you spilled whiskey on my pants!"

"Is that what this is about? Just because I spilled a stupid drink on you! That doesn't give you a right to mess with my feelings! At the ball you acted like such a gentleman. To think for as second just a second I had feelings for Prince Charming!"