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I couldn’t help but smile at the innocence and wonder in her voice, trying to put myself in her shoes and recalling back to my first flight. A man named Tony Jannus flew the first scheduled commercial airline flight on January 1, 1914. I remember reading how it had only been a twenty-minute flight between St. Petersburg, Florida, and Tampa, Florida. After discovering that, I knew I had to be one of first to experience it for myself. As unlike many other Demons I knew, I wasn’t born with wings, so I would not miss out on the opportunity the moment it arose. The Airboat line, as it was named at the time, remained in operation for close to four months and, within that time, carried over a thousand passengers at the cost of only five dollars each.
Naturally, after this, as soon as private jets were being made, I had purchased one, now having a number of them in my fleet. But then witnessing this fresh new experience through the eyes of someone I loved… well, it took something I had spent decades taking for granted, and turned it into something special once more.
But I didn’t share this, instead responding to her obvious observation that we were, in fact, going down.
“That usually happens when you reach your destination,” I couldn’t help but tease softly, making her give me a pointed look in return. I couldn’t help my smirk because of it.
Gods but what fun I could have with her. For the first time in my life, I had a future to look forward to. I could share my past life experiences with her, doing them all over again and enjoying them through the eyes of another.
Only, she would be the one I would be looking at with each new place I showed her. Her reaction would be the only experience I would ever want. Just the sight of her wide eyes of wonder, and the slight parting of her lips were all I needed to fill my heart with pleasure. And that look of wonder was one I was witnessing now as the world once more came into view, awarding me with that beauty within as she smiled at the window.
“Tell me your thoughts,” I whispered, finding myself unable to hold back any longer. But when her only reply was a sigh, I didn’t think she would tell me. However, she surprised me yet again as she granted me the pleasure of her thoughts…
“It all seems so insignificant from up here.”
“In what way exactly?” I asked, surprised by the trail of her thoughts.
“All my fear, all my worries… from up here I am so far away from them… like they could never reach me here above the world below.” I felt my tensed muscles soften before I lifted her hand and offered what I hoped was the comfort she needed.
“Remain by my side and they never will, for you have to trust me when I tell you that I will protect you from whatever it is you fear.”
“I have to trust you?” she replied with a pointed look, making me grin and rephrase.
“I would like you to trust me.”
“Well, that’s a start but, honestly, how can you promise something like that when you don’t even know what it is that…” At this I cupped her cheek and interrupted her.
“Because there is nothing capable of coming between us.”
“What if it’s me, what if I am what comes between us?” she asked in a quiet voice as she lowered her eyes to her lap.
“I have never lost a battle, Little Dove, and I have certainly never surrendered to one,” I told her, knowing the battle of her heart would be the most important victory to date.
“You make it sound as if you’re ancient,” she said, making me inwardly wince.
“My age is of little matter, other than offering me the edge of experience,” I said, skirting around my age.
“Oh, and you have much experience in kidnapping and trying to get captive women to fall in love with you, do you?” she replied wryly, and it seemed to fall from her lips before she could stop herself. I knew this for certain when she blushed and looked awkward.
“You’re right, in that I happily admit that I have no experience, but time has awarded me with the abilities needed to often get me what I want, and even if I must battle for it, I am confident of winning.”
“Wow, cocky much?” she commented dryly, making me grin and shrug my shoulders unapologetically.
“I am what I am,” I told her, making no excuses for my greedy nature.
“And what is that exactly?” she asked.
“You will find out soon enough but, for now, just know that I will not give up so easily in winning your affection.” Again, her beautiful, light-brown eyes widened slightly at this, telling me that my words had affected her in a positive way. This was the beauty of being awarded a Siren with an expressive face.
“And what then?” she continued to ask, as if still allowing doubt to cloud my words.
“What do you mean?” I asked because her question confused me.
“What then? What happens when you have conquered me, won the war on my heart? What then?”
“I am afraid I am not following,” I admitted with a frown.
“And I am afraid that a happy ever after isn’t on the cards for me, Ryker.” I could feel my gaze narrowing further at this.
