Ms. Lockman (BWWM)

Part 2

I barely noticed the light knock at my door. My assistant Ethan walked in. A string of his dirty blonde hair fell on his light eyebrow. His white button down shirt was ironed, and his gray pants hanging tightly to his large frame. His light pink lips stretched into a quick smile before starting his sentence.

"Hello Ms. Lockman. I have your meetings for today. Also Sean Mckenly says to be ready to head over to the cabins in a day. The plane ride is tommorow at 6 am. Oh! And I have your dinner. It's Italian."

He walked over to my desk, putting the delicious food in front of me. I usually worked late, and orderd from resturants down the street. I looked at my assistant. He had a stark blue eyes, paired with slightly tanned skin, he was tall. Probably around 6'2, and was quite fit for his age. It always amazed me to see him every day. Why would a young attractive man give up his life for financing?

Ethan had been working with me for almost a year.  I always treated him better than my other employees. He was a nice kid, and never got me angry. I looked at his face, scrunched up and in deep thought.

"Ms. Lockman do you mind if I borrow 3 hundred dollars?"

I raised my eyebrow at his question, ginuenly intrigued.

"What would you use the money for?"

"My rent is overdue, and my car broke down." I was about to decline when an idea so crazy popped into my head, I shook it away. Then, a relization came.

"I'll do it."

"Really?" His face lightend up, a smile setting on his lips.

"Yes. On one condition."

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Chapter 2

It was an hour before Ethan and I were supposed to be boarding the plane. It took a while, but Ethan finally agreed to be my "boyfriend" for wedding purposes. He was hesitant about having to touch me, but finally agreed after I offered to buy him dinner that night. It was the crack of dawn, and I hadn't had my cup of coffee yet. I decided to wear a band tee, and baggy sweatpants. Also french braiding my hair, no need to have my hair tangling. Ethan sat next to me in the terminal, playing a game on his phone. He also wore dark sweatpants with a dark blue hoodie. The news played on the TV, as I sat back. It was stressful trying to act like I had gotten over Sean.  Our breakup was of the worst I had. I was too concerned about work, and Sean had noticed. We would constantly have fights about what was more important in my life, and soon it was too much. After the breakup I put up a hard shell around me. Drowning myself in my work once again.

A loud intercom ran over the speakers, calling our flight. I picked up my small bag and walked to the lady at the desk. Her blue and yellow uniform showed that her name was Chrissy. She looked around 50, with short blonde hair. Her brown eyes looked behind me.

"Mam. These are two tickets." The confused look on my face must have shown so she explained further.

"The only person behind you is a family of seven." I looked behind and saw a little girl with brunette hair, her large green eyes looked up at my dark ones in wonder.

"I'll be right back." I fled to where I was sitting 30 minutes ago, to see Ethan on his phone.

"Ethan, what are you doing! We're boarding." I took the phone from his hands.

"Hey!"

"Come on." I grabbed his arm, as he dragged his small suitcase with him. I approached the chuckling lady once again.

"Ethan Medows?"

"That's me."

"Have a nice flight."

We entered the plane, looking for our row. The seats were light brown, and the walls of the plane were white. We soon found our seats. I sat near the windows like I always did on flights. The sun was barely up, and shone a light orange sheen on everything. Ethan though, seem disturbed. He continued to look around my body for something.

"What are you looking for?"

"My...phone, where did you put it?" 

"Nowhere."

"Huh." He looked around, but more than enough time to put his phone into my bra. I know it was immature of me, but he made me want to be that way. He looked back at my sudden movement and caught my hand coming out of my light blue, lacy bra.

"Hey! Did you put my phone there?"

"Yeah. It's not like you'll do anything." I smugly turned over in my seat, away from Ethan's gaping mouth. Somehow I knew my day would only get better.