i only want you | b.g.

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While the aircraft left the Daniel K. Inouye International Airport in Honolulu, the aircraft shook as it went through mid air. Lilliana never liked taking off, nor landing. The turbulence bugged her. Suddenly, she felt a hand on hers. She looked over to her left, only to find Blake's eyes on her hand.

"Sorry, I just don't like this part of flying." She said, moving her hand gently.

"You say sorry too much." He snickered

Lilliana was just about to apologize again, however held back, biting her lip. She just nodded in confusion. With that, the aircraft let out a signal, signaling that your seatbelts could now be removed.

"Do you want a quickie in the bathroom?" Blake smirked

Lilliana, shocked, looked at him and replied with a stern "No, gross."

"What? You don't like airplane sex?"

"Um, no absolutely not." She said.

"Why? We got 12 hours to kill you know. Plus, I'll make it good." He responded, moving his body to face more towards Lilliana, leaning his back on the window.

"In your dreams." She said annoyed.

Blake sighed, sitting back into a normal position, back on the seat and feet flat on the floor. Lilliana snickered at how uncomfortable he looked considering his very tall, fit frame could not be comfortable for 12 executive hours in a regular recliner.

"Not to be rude or anything, but what the hell are you doing in economy?" She laughed.

"Can I not sit in economy?" He asked annoyed.

"No, it's just you're Blake Griffin, like a millionaire NBA player. Wouldn't you have money to book the whole first class for just yourself?" She asked.

"Well here I am and here you are..." He dragged on, questionably looking for her name.

"Lilliana, Lilliana Montgomery." She said.

"Lillianaaaa," He smiled, "Lilliana."

She turned over to see a shut eyed Blake, with his arms behind his head, smiling. She brushed it off and turned the other direction. How will she make it through this flight?