AUTHORS NOTE: FINALLY POSTING MY UND story but you guys have to be patient I'm going to be dropping chapters slowly because I still need to edit co-written with Jessica-Carter ENJOY ❤️
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"We are now boarding for flight 610 to New York." The terminal agent calls out to first class and I stand up boarding pass in hand. I can't say I am happy to be flying back to America on a commercial flight, but what did I expect. I was leaving London's Fashion Week a day early. My management team couldn't find a private plane on such short notice.
I am dreading this seven-hour flight plus another five and a half hours from New York to Vegas.
All I keep thinking about is that text message. My boyfriend of four years, well now ex-boyfriend broke up with me last night saying he couldn't see a future with me. I knew we were going to break up because things weren't the same, I just didn't think he would do it while I was in another country let alone over a text message.
British Airways first class cabin is amazing. I don't feel bad about flying commercial anymore. The personal suite seats they have is exactly what I need. I look at my ticket for my seat number. I was hoping for a seat by the window, but I am in the middle aisle with one other person. My phone rings, I look at the screen and it's my best friend, Alysia.
"Hey girl, how are you feeling?" Alysia is like a sister to me and talking to her always put my nerves at ease.
"I'm good, just boarded the plane. How does my house look? Did he take anything that wasn't his?" I had Alysia go over to my house early this morning making sure Corahn, my now ex-didn't take anything that didn't belong to him. Which was damn near everything in that house. My modeling got us that house, furniture and everything else. It paid the bills.
"He wasn't here when I got here. But everything you told me you didn't want him to take is still here. He left the key on the kitchen countertop as well."
"Thanks so much for going over there so early. I owe you dinner or something."
"It's no problem bitch, that's what friends are for."
"Hey let me call you when I land. I need to settle in."
"Settle in? Biiiiiiiih, you are only on a plane."
"It's like a bed more than a seat. Personal television and all that good shit."
"Fancy. Alright, I'll give you a pass. Text me when you land in New York, not Vegas."
"Will do."
Ending the call I hear a whole bunch of commotion at the entrance of the plane, great just what I don't need, a delay in the flight. I am just ready to get back home already. Slipping my earbuds in I search my playlist for my new favorite song Intentions. It's just something about this guy voice that just takes me to another place. Leaning back in my seat I close my eyes propping my feet up.
There is a light tap on my shoulder and I look up. I've seen this man before, but I can't pinpoint where. His mouth is moving, but I don't hear a word he says. I remove my earbuds and ask him to repeat that.
"I believe you are in my seat." he smiles at me, my stomach instantly gets butterflies.
"Umm--my ticket says seat 3B." I sit up.
"3B is on the other side this is 3C." He points to the seat number. How did I miss that? Talking to Alysia of course. I reach to gather my things and he stops me. "You can say there I'll just sit in your seat. Doesn't make sense for you to move now that I know we are seat buddies." He winks and walks to the other side.
I watch him walk to his seat, trying to find the name to his face. He winks at me again and takes the seat. Not a minute later he pops his head over the privacy divider to introduce himself and now it all comes to me.
"Alan Love and you are?" his smile is on full display.
"Natique," I smile back.
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