I felt the bed was moving.
Then I heard the horn, and I was on leather.
I shot open my eyes and hurried to sit up straight.
"I didn't mean to disturb your sleep like this. Still good afternoon anyways." Callen grinned from sitting beside me with a laptop on lap.
Afternoon?
"Where are we going?" I asked worried noticing the traffic outside.
"California. To our home." He says not looking up from his laptop.
He is trying to complete his work ahead of schedule to save extra time, and make up for the lost time.
"Why? I thought we had a party to attend." I said confused.
"I took care of that last night. Antonio will be present in my place."
So he worked all night too.
I can see the tiredness rimming his eyes.
"Do we had to leave this soon?" It bothered me how changing places too soon is important. It's troublesome.
"For your safety. My personally trained men will keep you safe. My territorial business is also efficiently operated from headquarters." He answered finally checking me. What I understood is that place is easy to control many things.
"Sir." The man swung open the door, another carried his laptop, and he climbed out and so did I. Four guards walked with us.
The car had directly stopped at the runway. An aeroplane at a distance.
And no one else, just uniformed bodyguards fencing us.
We mounted the stairs and to our seats.
A man in white came to ask callen to take off, he said yes and off we went.
The whole thing seem excessive to me.
He is a high profile man,
He was used to this.
I roamed my gazes around to find none. None except us. to add it only had four seats and table, tablet and tv.
Two airhostesses showed up momentarily but that was it.
We had lunch and wine when I complained of my hunger.
Callen handed me a new phone and headphones. I stared blankly at him. "I thought you will need this."
"Thank you." I gladly scrolled through insta which I rarely used and relaxed enjoying the view of city blanketed by thin layer of clouds, and ocean, farms enhancing the beauty, light music eased my tension.
He was sitting opposite to me but he was back to work again.
I yawned, I feel rude, he's working and I on the other hand..
"If you're feeling sleepy, there's a bed inside." He pointed his finger to the back curtains.
"Is this your private plane?" I should've asked this before.
He solemn eyes smiled. His eyes are dark, dense and sharp, like Wolf's. In night light, he appears scary when he's having a temper. But not solemn eyes.
Just like how he's not cute. Handsome, fast like cheetah, wild. He's not charming, he's attractive in the hellish way. Everyday I see his striking personally. He is made tough, man he is. Not like kid I can ever see him.
I might have taken long boring in his eyes. His smile turned to a mischievous smirk and then confusion clouded his eyes and I turned to present.
"Done checking me out? I am available if you want to use bed for other activities." He winked. I flustered at his comment couldn't come up with a shut-up line, so I silently got up.
"Can I call with this?" I asked before turning inside.
"You let me know who and then you can."
"You have given me this phone, I think you can hack into it anytime you feel like, right? Besides I bet you must be monitoring it right now. So what's the big deal?"
"You're right my smart girl but I cannot undo your done calls." He reasoned with a hard expression.
His ripping muscles making a statement have a bad effect on my system.
I sighed. "Okay." I say quick and leap behind the curtains because the more I'm under his dark eyes that fix me dazed to one place the more I let let down my guard.
I trust him, yes.
But I the limit of trust from a savior to a loved one is different and I keep crossing that.
I don't know about him, since I can tell he keeps me under supervision. But he cares for me.
I laid on my belly turned towards the window continue to think about him,
And the biggest of all, I caught the confidence in his ever masked eyes, he knows I will not try running away, he is aware I'm scared enough to try something tricky.
I am startled by the fact, these days I'm only thinking about him, good or bad, he is the centre of it. My Every move involves him.
I bury my face in the pillow. I'm mortified!
**
I was again moving and this time,
I was half swinging in air!
I heard multiple shoes in sync so I was relieved we were not jumping out in parachute for life!
What the hell is happening now!?
I open my one eye, warily looking down to my left.
Floor!
Then strong hands caught my eye.
I snapped up to find Callen! Holding me to chest with his arms supporting my back and legs.
I had my hands intertwined around his neck.
For my dear life I tightened my hold, out of breath.
"You could have woken me up! You know!??" I exclaimed agitated.
"You were mumbling my name in your sleep. How can I disturb such a wonderful dream." His eyes lit, the sun behind him shadowing his frame, he looked like the most caring hardworking man,
"It was a nightmare." I shot back. I liked that he held me, but I had to show I'm pissed for he did it without letting me know. My cheeks felt hot.
"Anything that brings you to say my name good or nightmare. It's welcomed." He smiled. It sounds horrifying to some lovesick princesses, but to me that possessive confession got me weak at my knees.
Now I appreciate his kindness for carrying me. A cold breeze tousled his hairs, and I got a whiff of his husky earthy scent. I breathed in deeper, It is his aur, intoxicating.
