Leap of Faith

Chapter 4 - Coincidence? I Think Not.

Author’s Note: You know what sucks? Begging to get people to read your story. Do I really suck that much? Does my profile look that uninteresting? Don’t my stories appeal to you people? Enough of that from me. I would genuinely like to thank Sutekie13 (from FictionPress) for taking pity on me and reading my story. Thank you so much. Sutekie13 even left me reviews! Thank you once again. I hope you liked the sneak peek I gave you. Now let’s get on with the chapter. This is a VERY long one. So, get ready.

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Chapter 4 – Coincidence? I Think Not.

“Ma’am, this is your seat,” the air hostess directed Bipasha politely to her seat. Bipasha smiled her thanks. “Ma’am, when will your partner be joining you?”

What? Shock bloomed Bipasha’s features. What partner? Directing her gaze from the polite smile of the beautiful hostess to her seat, Bipasha realised what she meant. Bipasha groaned inwardly. Her seat looked like a big sofa that could seat two people. There was no arm-rest between the two seats. This reminded Bipasha of those couple seats she had spotted at the cinemas many times.

Bringing her gaze back to the air hostess, Bipasha smiled at her. “He should be here shortly. He told me to head off first.” She lied effortlessly. It came second-nature to her.

“Sure ma’am. I will direct him here as soon as he arrives.”

“Thank you.”

“You’re welcome.”

Bipasha watched as the air hostess swivelled on her thin heel and sashayed her way up the aisle towards the door of the plane. Is that what it is called? A door? Shaking her head to clear her mind, Bipasha looked around the plane cabin. She was amazed by the opulence present here. “I could get used to this,” Bipasha muttered under her breath as her eyes returned to her seat. The cabin was spacious. There were five columns of seats. The extreme columns on both sides of the plan were the same couple seats that she was assigned to. The middle three couples sported single-seat sofas. They seemed comfortable. Between each row of the couple seats were white curtains. When Bipasha touched them, she discovered that they were made from some satin-like material. They were soft to touch and thin. She assumed they were for privacy.

You and your mystery partner will be behind these curtains. A voice in her head spoke up. Immediately, visions of Bipasha and a man kissing passionately in the seat conquered her mind. No matter how hard Bipasha focused, she could not see the face of the man. It felt as if someone placed a filter in front of his face. Imagine all the fun the both of you could have.

Shut up, Bipasha thought back to the voice in her head. Yes, you guessed it right. Bipasha talks to herself. Call her crazy but talking to herself was therapeutic. Eight out of ten times, she was able to make better decisions when she conversed with herself.

“Sir, your seat is just this way,” Bipasha heard the voice of the air hostess. “Your spouse is already in her seat.” Hearing that, Bipasha jerked out of her thoughts.