When it Happened *(Completed) EDITING

CHAPTER 53

"Good Morning Mr. Thomas-Mrs. Taylor," an unfamiliar voice called out from behind. I turn, oh it's the stewardess I see. She's tall, thinly dressed in a white pleated shirt, tucked in a skin-tight black skirt with a black-gold neckerchief scarf wrapped around her neck and of course BLONDE!  Hopefully, this one would hurry with my drinks. It didn't end well on the last flight to London.

"Good Morning, Karla," he greets and hands her, his briefcase. He turns to me.

"Alix, this is Karla, if there's anything you need, please don't hesitate to ask her" he introduces. But why is he letting me know if I need anything, to ask her? I think I know what a stewardess is, Joe. He's nervous about something. Maybe he notices when I see a woman close to him, I tend to get a bit jealous. Perhaps just a tad!! I fake grin.

"Yes, thank you...It's lovely to meet you, Karla," I softly said, handing out my hand to shake. "Welcome to Fight T28," she smiles as she took my hand with pleasure shaking it reassuring me that she's totally aware that Joe's hands-off. Was it that obvious the way I gave her my signature fake grin. Be nice, Alix! So since we are on the same page, would it be rude to ask her to get me a drink ASAP, being that this is my first time on a private jet and still haven't announced my fear of flying yet, to Mr. Boss man himself.

"Why don't you take your seats," she gestures towards the seats and turns to Joe, who's scrolling through his phone, which seems important by the expression on his face, paying no mind.  "We are on schedule Mr. Thomas, once you both settle in and have put your seatbelts on" she continued "I'd like to direct your attention to the screen monitor," She directs as she points to the monitor on the wall in front of us. "As we will be showing you our safety demonstration," she finishes all in one breathe with a smile and excuses herself.

After we had our introductions and before I took my seat. I glanced and walked over by some of the beautiful bouquets of roses he surprised me with. I'm Awstructed! I tried to count, well at least attempted to count every one of them, yet, lost count after 50. What have I done to deserve this? Was this his way of apologizing to me at the way I had to find out who he is and what's he worth? 

"Joe, I feel as if I'm at the Botanical Gardens, what am I going to do with all of these flowers?" I said and gazed his way as I caught him staring at me. God he's beautiful! I smiled back at him, then took out a single rose from one of the dozens, bringing it up to my nose to smell and then holding it by my chest.

I notice by the corner of my eye Joe walking towards me. "Like I said, Alix...A rose for every day you drove me insane," he comically said, placing his hand around my lower back, bringing my body against his. I teasingly flicker my eyes at him.

"So then here," I gave him the rose from my hand, which he takes. "I guess it goes both ways," I chuckle, giving him a well-deserved smirk. 

"Oh, is that so?" he says in a husky tone. I swallowed at the way it sounded. "I guess we're going to have to do something about it then HUH," he said in a pleasurable way, and just by the tone of his voice and how his cologne was circling around me, my concentration flew out the window. I couldn't come up with anything to say, I mean, who can argue with that. It sent shivers down my spine.

He leans in and gives me a soft kiss on my lips that I swear lasted forever. Unfortunately, he pulled away. It was for the best. It was getting a bit too hot. But I know he saw how flushed my face got. The torment UGH!

"Come on, let's do as Karen said, take your seat," he requests and points to where he wants me to sit, over by the window. THANK GOD!  

"Yes, Daddy," I rolled my eyes and stepped over by the seat, taking in a deep breath, without realizing that Joe is right behind me. I sit onto my chair, lean back and flinched by how close he was to my face. He puts both his hands on each armrest, trapping into his dome as our faces are inches away from each other. I felt my heart race and without a doubt had a long kegel movement.