Second Chance

Chapter 6

"How many hours more?", I asked for the fifteenth time.

Aaron looked up from his laptop and checked his watch,"3 hours."

"3 HOURS! But the last time i asked then also you said 3 hours.", I complained like a 5 year child who has been denied chocolate.

"Rachel, that was 15 minutes ago.", he said but with no hint of frustration.

I glared at him but after it had no effect on him, I leaned back on my seat irritatedly.

A laugh escaped his lips.

"What's so funny Mr West?"

He laughed again,"Nothing! It's just you behave like a kid when you're angry."

First, he laughed at me and then he has the audacity to call me a kid," Oh yeah! You wanna see my rage?"

"No Rachel. But I'll suggest instead of getting angry, you try sleeping."

"I don't remember giving you permission to call me Rachel.", I said without looking at him.

"Why Ms Watson, you don't like me calling you by your first name?"

I'm not looking at him but I know there is a smirk plastered on his handsome face.

Are you crazy? I freaking love it when you call me Rachel. It just sounds sooo sexy.

I chose not to reply because it'll just increase his joy of making fun of me.

After 20 mins of trying to get some sleep I give it up. It's of no use.

I glance at Aaron and he is busy on his laptop.

Uggh why is there nothing to do.

I hate traveling. I mean I love exploring new cities but the plane journey is what I hate. They are boring.

Finally I get up and decide to take a tour of Aaron's private jet.

I've to agree that this is beautiful but I still like my private jet more because it's built exactly according to my taste.

After touring which also included lots of eating, I finally settled to watch The Notebook.

Somewhere in middle of it, the jet started to move weirdly.

Noo. God, I've a phobia of turbulence.

This scares the shit out of me.
I wanted someone to console me but no one was in sight.

I was on the verge of crying when suddenly someone touched my arm. I turned to see Aaron looking at me with concern in his eyes.

Seeing my condition, he pulled in his arms and i buried my face in his chest, wrapping my arms around him.

After 10 mins of consoling and soothing words he whispered in my ears, comforting circles he drew on my back, I finally calmed down.

I loosened my grip from him and pulled back to look at him.

With his hands still on my back, his eyes were dark as he looked at me with some unknown expression.

He slowly started to lean towards me. I wanted to stop him but my body was numb. Being this close to him was a foreign feeling to me.

Suddenly, the voice of pilot came which made us gasp," Sorry for the turbulence. We'll be landing soon so I request you to put on your seatbelt."

I backed off from Aaron and he got up only to sit on the next seat.

After putting on the seatbelt, I closed my eyes and tried to relax as the jet started to lower down.

My heartbeat still pumping blood at a rate which is four times more than normal and my breath still uneven.

This is going to be one eventful trip!