Page 31 of In the Cockpit


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Chapter Twenty-Six

Of course Alejandrohad a jet already chartered and ready to go. For the amount of time that I spent in this world of the rich and powerful I was still astonished at their ability to just make things happen. We didn’t even need to stop at my flat to get my things as my passport never left my bag.

The ten hour flight would take us through the night to Dallas, so the jet came equipped with a king sized bed. I was so happy to be with Alejandro, but my nerves were all a flutter. It felt like my heart was speeding through a breaking zone and I was seconds away from careening off the track. Without discussion we both knew that the only way this would work was if Jason was a part of our partnership. It would be too painful and messy to be just a pair. We would always know what we were missing.

So instead of reliving our many international flight activities, Alejandro and I just curled up together on the bed and tried to watch some TV. I could feel the tension in his chest beneath my cheek. “Are you afraid?” I asked.

“Terrified. I have less fear when driving Suzuka in a downpour and that time I was eighty percent sure I would not make it through alive. I think I would rather die than live with a broken heart.”

“I know the feeling. Walking away from you two was the hardest thing I have ever done. Second only to letting you get back in the car after Jason’s crash.”

“Mi cielo,” he murmured, stroking my hair.

“Why do you call me that? It means ‘sky’ right?”

“It quite literally translates to ‘my sky’ or ‘my heaven’. That first night I spent with you was heaven and then you never spoke of it again. I thought you were embarrassed or forgot, so you became my own slice of heaven. My own glimpse of the divine.”

I lifted myself up and braced an arm on the bed so I was above him. “I can’t believe you thought I was embarrassed. I thought you were. I drunkenly threw myself at you when you could have any girl in the literal world.”

“Well it appears we are victims of that most classic of romantic plot points – miscommunication.”

“We just needed Jason to bring us together.” My nerves started up again. Why did Texas have to be so far away?

***

SOMEHOW WE MANAGEDto fall asleep and woke to the flight attendant alerting us to prepare for landing. I peeled myself up off of Alejandro’s chest, wiping a spot of drool from the corner of my mouth. “I didn’t even realize these jets had flight attendants,” I remarked.

Alejandro looked up at me with a small chuckle. “Kat. I had to specifically request flights with no attendants. And pay extra for the pilot’s agreement.”

I flushed, remembering all of those flights we had flown with Jason, all those pilots who probably knew our secret and guarded it.

We grabbed out bags and disembarked, the Texas heat oppressive despite the late hour. The airport guided us swiftly through customs and then out to our rental.

“Really,” I said as he took the keys from the agent. “A camaro?”

“What,” he said. “I wanted an American car for our American excursion.”

I rolled my eyes but smiled as I climbed into the passenger seat. It was an unnecessary expense but I had to admit that the car was nice.

“Now,” Alejandro said. “Let us go win back the heart of our lover.”





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