Page 145 of Love Unavoidable
“Who’s Rachel?”
“The little girl you saw me with.”
“How do you know her?”
“She sat next to me on the plane.”
“She sat next to you on the plane?”
“Yeah.”
“How would the little girl you sat next to on the plane know you were a thirty-five-year-old guy chasing a girl that doesn’t return his calls?”
“I told her. I told her the whole story. She wouldn’t let me rest until I did.”
“You took advice from a tween stranger?”
I run my hand along the back of my neck. This conversation isn’t quite going the way I want it to. “You should have met her, she was scary smart, beyond her years. She made sense.” I shrug.
“If you had gotten off the plane and come to me, what would you have said?” she asks.
“What were you planning to say to me?” I ask.
“Oh no, you first.”
I take a deep breath.
This is it, man. Do or die.
“I would have told you I love you and I don’t want to be without you. I want you to come back to San Soloman,” I say in one long breath. “What about you?”
She steps closer and runs her hands up my chest and wraps them around the back of my neck. “This.” She pulls my head down to meet hers and captures my lips in a kiss.
I let out the whole big shaky breath I was holding and wrap my good arm around her waist, pulling her up against me and take over the kiss.
“My god, Sadie, I’ve missed you so much.” My mouth travels down the side of her face to her neck. I bite and kiss and lick everywhere that I can find.
“I’ve missed you,” she moans in my ear. My lips move back to hers, her mouth opens for me, our tongues dueling for control.
I reach down and squeeze her luscious, beautiful ass. “I missed you so much. God, I want you, Sadie. I need you.” My cock is so hard, all I can think about is being inside her.
“Hey, you guys can’t be back here, especially not doing that.”
I look up to see the flight attendant who booked me the seat. She looks surprised to see me.
“You work fast for someone with a broken heart, Casanova,” she says with a smirk.
“This is her,” I say, smiling.
“This is the girl that broke your heart?”
I nod, then nudge Sadie. “Tell her.”
Sadie wipes at her lips then turns to face the flight attendant, I can only imagine how many shades of red her face is.
“Hi, I guess I’m the heartbreaker.” She waves. I pull her back against me, her back to my front. In part to hide my hard on, and in part because I don’t want to let her go.
“And you’re both here,” the flight attendants says. “On this plane, and neither of you knew the other one would be here?”
