Get Ready For It - A Gary Barlow FF

Chapter 52

I stir from my slumber a little over an hour and a half later to find Sophie wrapped around me like ivy. Looking down at the body that is wrapped around me, I simply smile to myself as my mind casts back to what happened here in the last 2 hours or so. The passion, fire and sheer appreciation for each other's bodies that was exchanged between us was nothing more than a purely fucking magical moment. It was one of those moments that I will never ever forget for the rest of my life.

After a few more minutes of watching her sleep against my chest, I feel her begin to stir in my arms but she carries on sleeping. The sudden urge to wee rushes through my body, so I carefully prise myself away from her arms and leave her sleeping soundly underneath the duvet covers. I take one final look over my shoulder at the Goddess, who has now sprawled out like a starfish across the bed, and a small smile plays on my lips. A quick pinch to my arm reminds me that this is not a dream to be in this scenario with this woman and I save that thought to memory before closing the door of the bathroom behind me.

I open the bathroom door as quietly as possible so as to not wake up a still sleeping Sophie. To my delight, she is still snoozing away soundly in the bed and she looks so peaceful and angelic that I could just stand there and watch her for hours. I grab my phone from the side of the bed and grab the robe from the back of the door. I open the door of the bedroom and stick my head out to find Sam and Jessica just making sure that all is kept tidy while we are in the back relaxing.

''Oh, good afternoon, Mr. Barlow. I didn't see you there. How did you sleep?'' Jessica asks me casually as if to appear completely oblivious to what actually happened.

''We slept very well, thanks. Sophie is still out actually'' I say back in a hushed tone.

''Could I be a bit bold and ask for 2 cups of coffee, please? One with one sugar, please?''

''Of course, Mr. Barlow. Anything you need'' she replies to me, before nodding and Sam and he hits the buttons on the machine at the far end of the plane.

''Cheers guys, and please, call me Gary. I'm not old enough for Mr. Barlow yet. No matter how many grey hairs you might find'' I wink at them, causing them both to giggle slightly.

''Anyway, we'll be up in a few minutes. Just need to wake up this lump here in the bed. Thanks again, guys'' and with that, I close the door behind me and turn around to face the sleeping Goddess in the bed before me.

After finding myself staring at her for almost a minute straight, I decide that it's time she gets up and stays awake until tonight or else she will not sleep later tonight and jet lag will completely cripple her also.

''Sophie? Babe, wake up. Soph!'' I say to her as I lean on the side of the bed and shake her softly on the shoulder. 

''Mmmhh..''

''Sophie! Sweetheart, wake up''

''Huh? I'm up...I'm awake''

Her eyes flicker open. Slowly at first but then she begins to notice where she is and what's going on.

''Hey, sleepyhead. How are you?'' I ask her, as I slide a loose tendril of hair behind her ear.

All she does is smile at me before stretching her arms in front of her, waking herself up fully.

''How long was I out for? Are you up long?'' she asks, sitting up and leaning on her elbow looking me dead in the eye.

''I'm only up about 10 minutes myself. Needed the loo so just stayed up. You were asleep for about 45 minutes or so. Said I'd wake you as you won't sleep tonight if I left you longer and it'll have been a long day traveling when we get to the place and jet lag will be a bitch'' I smile the last few words at her, before picking myself up from the bed and grabbing the second bathrobe from the back of the door and handing it to Sophie.

''May as well get up, sweetheart. I have coffee on the go, well, Sam and Jessica do. It should be ready now actually'' I say to her as I go to turn the handle on the door.

''Gary!?''

I freeze as if I've just been spotted stealing a chocolate bar from the corner shop by my mother.

''What? What's wrong?!'' I question back, utter confusion filling my face.

''You can't go out there like that''

''Like what?'' I ask her again, holding my hands up as if expecting her to point out the flaws with what I'm wearing.

''Like that! In a dressing gown?'' she slowly stutters back at me.

''Why not?! It's my plane, I can do what I want'' I say back to her, rather smugly I might add.

''It's...it's...''

''It's...it's...'' I fire back at her, jokingly mocking her stuttered argument.

''It's just weird'' she manages to splutter out, before letting a small chuckle pass her lips.

''Okay, I give. You win this time, Barlow''

''I always win, babe'' I wink at her as I watched her slide out of bed and slip the robe on around her body.

''Ready?'' I ask her, reaching for the door handle and pulling the door open to allow the beautiful smell of Columbian roasted coffee beans to waft through our senses.