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“In danger of being worshiped too much.”

“Sounds like a terrible problem to have. My mother is always complaining how she’s so spoiled.” I giggle. He brings my hand to his lips, kissing it, and then his GPS informs us that the airport is just up ahead five hundred feet. We pull off to the right onto a long stretch of road, taking it to the entrance and into the area so that we can board a private jet. I don’t know much about his life, having only found him after all this time.

Once we come to a stop, he turns to me and says, “Wait for me here.” He steps out and speaks to his men and then to the pilot and to another man before coming to my door. “Sorry it took so long.”

“It was like two minutes. I promise I’m fine.”

“Good. Come on. Everything is prepared. Your car will be dropped off to your parents.”

“What about your car?”

“Oh, it’s a rental, so the rental company will pick it up. My driver will take the other rental back as well.”

“Wow, you’ve really come far in life, haven’t you?”

“Your father hasn’t told you anything about me, has he?”

“I told you. I never let him speak about you.”

“Okay. Well, there’s a lot to learn, my love.”

We board the plane, and he settles me in a seat before taking the one next to me. Everything is wonderfully huge and expensive, making me wonder what is really going on. There is so much I don’t know about Jake, and yet I still want our life together. Does that make me silly and naïve? Yes. But do I give a shit? No. I’ve waited and loved this man with all my heart for so long I can’t see any way around it.

I forget that I’m afraid of flying until the plane begins taxiing on the runway. My grip flexes on the armrest, and the sound of the leather creaking draws Jake’s attention to my hands. “Baby, are you afraid of flying?”

“Um… only a little nervous.”

“Oh shit. I’m sorry. I didn’t think about it. Shit. I should have been smarter about it, should have asked.”

“No, it’s okay. I really just get a little anxious. It’s not like I haven’t been on a plane over the years. My parents have taken us on vacations every single year since we were babies. It’s the takeoff that gets me more than anything.”

“Give me your hand.” I place my hand in his and take the strength he’s offering, and suddenly the fear dissipates. Once we’re in the air, I’m all better.

“Are you hungry? I’m sure you didn’t eat enough today.”

“I’m fine.”

“That’s not the truth, is it?”

“It’s late.”

“That’s not what the fuck I asked you, baby. If you’re hungry, I expect you to tell me, princess. It’s my job to always take care of you at all times.”

“I’m okay. I swear. Honestly, I’m a little too anxious to eat, anyway.” He eyes me suspiciously as if he’s not sure to believe me, but that doesn’t matter because I’m not budging on it. As the plane reaches cruising altitude, I feel comfortable and suddenly become sleepy. Yawning, I lean back in my seat and before I know it, I’m asleep.

Chapter Five

Jake

I watch her sleep, loving this stolen moment, knowing I can finally touch her after so fucking long. My soul has a modicum of peace after all these years. Insanely profound longing lived in my veins with every passing day. Now my other half is here, and the world is right again. The rest of the flight she sleeps, which is good because I want her to be naked and in my arms all freaking night, riding my cock so that my son’s growing inside of her by tomorrow.

“Mr. Richards, we’re going to be landing soon,” the stewardess says.

“Thank you. My wife will need a bottle of water, please.”

“Yes, sir.”

Waiting until she leaves us, I nudge my darling awake. “Lea, it’s time to wake up. We’re about to land.”

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