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Chapter 10
Give Me Strength
Chloe
My mind is spinning with so many thoughts. I shouldn’t be on this plane. I’m not sure what’s going on with my sister and I haven’t talked to Sid.
Anything could be going on back home. I tried to call Ally, but her phone went to voice mail, and she hasn’t responded to my texts. My little sister is an amazing flutist.
She earned a seat in the summer conservatory program in Europe. She should be enjoying herself and playing her flute, while exploring the Italian and French culture. Sid was so proud of her, she paid for Ally’s travel expenses, while I covered the rest.
Never once have I ever worried about paying for Ally’s dreams. I’ve worked my ass off to make sure I never had to. Yes, things have been tight, but I’ve sacrificed to ensure she has it all.
Now, all of that’s just up in the air. If they kick her out of school, she’ll have to come home from Europe as well. That alone should’ve kept my ass from getting on this plane.
However, the man sitting across the aisle from me, reassured me everything was under control, and we needed to go. I put up a fight right until the very end, when he tossed me over his shoulder and carried my ass out of the front door. I’m still pissed and not talking to him.
I can feel his eyes on me, but I refuse to look at him. These clouds have been very entertaining thus far. If I could calm the hell down, I could fall asleep at least.
“You can’t spend an entire fourteen-hour flight ignoring me.” His voice fills the cabin of the plane.
I still don’t turn to face him as the sound of his voice makes my heart squeeze. I purse my lips, narrowing my eyes on the sky outside the window. I harden my resolve. I will not make this… whatever he thinks this will be—easy for him.
“Do you remember our first date?” He chuckles.
I don’t respond. I remember it all right. I was so nervous and sure he would figure me out. I didn’t think I was mature enough to pull it off but being with him was so easy. It’s always been so easy between us when it’s not hurting like hell.
“You were the most beautiful woman I’d ever seen,” he snorts. “Or at least, I thought you were. Sometimes, I still can’t believe I didn’t see how young you were.”
I shift in my seat, hating the fact that his voice comforts me. It’s like a lullaby. I want to hear it over and over, just to soothe the ache away.
My mind travels to the way I woke this morning. I squeeze my thighs together, still feeling the weight of his palms on them. I can feel the heated trail his kisses left across my skin.
“It was always in the way you looked at me.” His words bring me back to the present, causing me to focus on his one-sided conversation I refuse to be a part of. “I felt like you understood me in a way no one else ever has. Your eyes looked into my soul.”
I scoff, hurting from the truth of his words. I used to think I knew him so well. There was a time when I knew what he wanted before he did before he could say a word to ask for it.
I would finish his thoughts, answer his unspoken questions. I knew when he was stressed most and how to get him to relax. Our relationship seems like it was so long—continuing for years—not six months here and another there.
My heart has always felt like it has known him for an eternity. Even now, it beats to a rhythm meant for him. Though, I’d never let him know that.
“I remember the first time we made love. There I was, a thirty-three-year-old man and yet, I felt like an adolescent boy. I wanted to make it special for you, but you made it amazing for me. Never had I ever had a woman so responsive to me. You… you came alive and brought me to life with you.” He sighs heavily.
I’m tempted to turn to look at him. His words tug on a memory I tell myself I would rather have forgotten. I was already under his spell before he ever pushed his way inside of me. After I gave myself to him that first time, I’d as good as signed my soul away.
He gets up to move across the plane to sit beside me. My chest heaves once before I get it under control. His presence takes over as he sits next to me.
His strength and determination seep into my skin, ignoring the invisible barrier I try to place between us. The sound of him placing something on the table before me, causes me to turn my head. A small box now rests on the tabletop.
I look at it for a long moment, gritting my teeth, still refusing to speak. When I say nothing, nor move to reach for the box, he nudges it in my direction.
“What is this?” I say sharply.
“This is your engagement ring. I need you to put it on before we reach our destination,” he replies.
I jerk my head to look at him. My jaw is so tight, I think my teeth are going to break. I’m instantly hit with the full force of his eyes. I want to look away, but I’m captured in his gaze.
“I’m not wearing that,” I grunt.
