A/n: the outfit above is Jess's new outfit after she changed during her layover.
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It's been about 10 minutes on out layover and I've just been admiring Zach from a far. I need to ask his number on the plane.
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Z: hey Jess?
J: yeah...
Z: why are you staring at me?
J: Uhm I need to ask you something?
Z: yeah what's up Jess?
J: well I really want your number
Z: ohh... Okay here give me your phone.
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I reach my hand out with my phone already on and he puts his number into my phone.
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(520) 444-3241
And the contact under
Zach 😏
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So I did what any normal person would do. I texted the number.
To Zach 😏: hey this is Zach right??
From Zach 😏: only if this is Jess..
I giggle at the response and look at him as he blushes looking at me. He is one of those remarkable human beings that just make you say. "He's the reason why I wake up in the mornings"
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Finally our plane comes and I stand waiting for them to call our section to board. First it goes
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• disabled
• military
• handicap
• small children
• first class
• coach
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I happened to be in coach and Zach was of course sitting next to me. And the flight attendant told us.
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A/n: FA is flight attendant.
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FA: well would you look at that. There is two seats not chosen in first class would you two like them?
Z&J: yes please.
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She lead us to our seats and they were so comfortable. I sat and the plane hadn't even taken off yet and I grabbed Zach's hand and held it, causally intertwining out fingers together and looking down at our hands and blushing. He giggles at me and squeezes my hand gently causing me to blush harder.
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As the plane takes off Jess doesn't even notice the turbulence. Instead she talks to Zach.
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J: Zach..
Z: yeah Jess?
J: I don't like this arm rest can we move it?
Z: yeah.
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Zach moves the arm rest up and I lay my head on his lap and he rubs my head making me tired and I start to fall asleep on his lap with our fingers still intertwined, I feel him looking down on me as I feel the warm sensation of his lips pressing against my cheek and my cheeks staring to turn bright red and start to burn as I blush brightly.
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