Forever and a day

Chapter Six: Joshua p.o.v $

Why the hell did I want to kiss her?

  I came on this vacation to get away from love. Why am I feeling these feelings for this girl who had only known for 15 minutes? My body should not be acting like this for her. I need to just keep my distance from her.

  I looked at her from the corner of my eye and saw she too had a small frown on her face. Was she thinking the same thing as me? She was also looking scared. Her eyes were bugged eyed and she had caught her bottom lip in her teeth. I was happy she wasn't looking at me because the bulge in my pants was not going anywhere any time soon.

"I am sorry but I never got your name." I looked toward my neighbor and saw her looking at me with a curious expression on her face. She looked so cute. It made her look like a lost puppy.

               No! Bad thoughts!

She stared at me expectantly and that was when I stupidly remembered I had yet to tell her my name. Way to go. Try to kiss a girl who doesn't even know your name why don't ya?"

"Josh-Joshua." I didn't mean to say it with the husky tint to it, but she was looking up at me through her eyelashes and the bulge in my pants wasn't getting any smaller.

"Joshua."

I had to hold in a groan when she said my name like that. The way the letters seemed to roll from her tongue which lied in hiding behind her perfect, plump, luscious...... A groan escaped from my mouth and my shorts seemed to be too  small for its residence.

I coughed a little then started standing up. Making sure to cover my little problem.

"Excuse me. But I need to relieve myself." Pun intended.

She started shuffling around and made room for me to get out of the small place. And soon.

In the restroom I inspected my not-so-small bulge residing in my pants.

Why did she have to be so darn beautiful? Was she doing these things on purpose or did she really not know that looking at a guy like that can start a party in their pants?

Those questions ran through my head as I tried, key word here, tried to get my little friend to sit down. But nothing was working and I couldn't just jerk off in a plane restroom. That is just.....wrong. So I just figured that the worked I had done to fix the problem was going to have to due until I could find a way to relieve myself properly. Until then, I had about. 112 minutes left with her and then we never have to meet again.