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“Drew. Drew Westbrook.” He stuck out his hand.
“Nice to meet you, Drew. Jillian Bell.” I politely placed my hand in his.
“Jillian. That’s a beautiful name.”
I could feel the heat rise in my cheeks as I thanked him. A heat that I’d never felt before.
“I think I’m going to watch a movie,” I spoke as I took the headphones out of the package the flight attendant gave me.
Looking at his watch, Drew spoke. “You won’t have enough time. We’re landing in about an hour.”
“Oh. Okay, then I think I’ll take a nap. Could you please wake me when we land?”
“Of course.” He nodded.
* * *
Drew
Jillian Bell. A beautiful name for an incredibly beautiful woman. I noticed her the minute she stepped onto the plane. Her brown hair with subtle blonde highlights pulled back in a ponytail, and her five-foot-six small-framed but very toned body that sported the black maxi dress she wore to perfection. I hated that she kept on those damn Gucci sunglasses for so long because I needed to see her eyes. When she finally took them off, and I saw the ocean blue staring back at me, I was left breathless, even with the mascara stains underneath them. She was broken, that much I could tell, and a part of me wanted to reach out and fix her. A complete stranger. Something I didn’t do. I was curious as to why she was traveling to Hawaii alone. Something happened. A breakup, perhaps? I wanted to know, and I would find out more about Jillian Bell before our plane landed in Hawaii.
As she rested her head on the pillow, I couldn’t help but stare at her. Even while she attempted to sleep, she didn’t seem at peace. I sighed as I looked down at my iPad and read some emails. Every time she stirred, I looked at her to ensure she was okay.
Chapter Three
Jillian
I awoke to the soft touch of a hand on my shoulder and the whisper of my name.
“Jillian, we’ve landed.”
“Already?” I yawned.
Drew chuckled. “Yes, already.”
Once the plane entered the gate, the flight attendant handed me my carry-on bag, and Drew stepped aside to let me out.
“Ladies first.” He gave a charming smile.
“Thank you.”
As I stepped off the plane, I looked around for a monitor to see which gate my next flight was at.
“Jillian?” Drew spoke as he approached me.
“Yeah?”
“We have an hour and a half layover until our next flight. How about we grab something to eat? I know that half a protein bar didn’t do much for you, and the idea of dinner on the plane is a little revolting. Totally not my idea of fine dining.”
Drew Westbrook seemed like a really nice guy. A really hot and sexy nice guy. His six-foot-two stature, dark hair, smoldering brown eyes to match, the stubble he sported on his face, and overall demeanor were refreshing. A little panty soaking but refreshing. Was he hitting on me? Probably, but it didn’t matter. Guys were off-limits to me and would be for a very long time. Not until I found me would I even consider finding a guy.
“Sure. Why not.” I smiled.
“Great. Is there anything, in particular, you’re in the mood for?”
“A nice thick juicy burger and a plate full of French fries.”
He narrowed his right eye. “Really? Considering how fit you look, I wouldn’t have thought you ate stuff like that.”
