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I stared at him through his Ray-Bans, speechless and gasping for air. Grabbing my glasses from his hand, I slipped them back on.
Chapter 2
Gabriel
The moment I stepped onto the plane and saw the incredibly beautiful woman sitting in the window seat next to mine, my cock started to rise. Long brunette hair with a hint of wave through it, full sensuous lips, high cheekbones, and a pair of black Chanel sunglasses that framed her face to perfection. Normally, I would ask the person occupying the window seat to switch with me, but something told me that this beauty wouldn’t give it up. It was the way she composed herself in her seat. She radiated confidence and the fact that she kept her sunglasses on indicated she didn’t want to be messed with. As I was putting my carry-on in the overhead compartment, the scent of jasmine and rose overtook my senses. Fresh, seductive, and warm. She had attitude. I liked it. Telling me I should have booked my flight sooner made me laugh inside. She didn’t fumble with her words like most women did in my presence. She was poised and carefully spoken.
“What’s your name?” I asked as she took her sunglasses from my hand and put them back on.
“First names only.” The corners of her mouth curved up into a small smile. “Hannah.”
“It’s nice to meet you, Hannah. I’m Gabriel.”
“Nice to meet you, Gabe.” She cocked her head as she extended her hand.
“Not Gabe. Gabriel. I don’t do nicknames.” I placed my hand in hers.
“Okay. Now that we’ve established you don’t do nicknames, what do you do?” I noticed her brow arch from underneath her glasses.
“I’m in corporate business. And you?”
“I’m an entrepreneur.”
“For what type of business?” I asked, for I was intrigued.
“Handbags, jewelry, shoes. Anything that makes a girl feel pretty.” She smiled.
Her smile. Illuminating. Radiant. A one-of-a-kind smile. The kind of smile that would turn even the shittiest of days around. My cock was behaving badly, and she would be the perfect woman to punish it.
“Is your business in New York?” I asked.
“No. I’m just visiting a friend for a couple of days.”
“I see. Are you going to keep your sunglasses on the whole flight?” I asked.
“Are you? Or are you afraid that you will lose your power over me and expose your emotional vulnerability?” A smirk crossed her lips.
“I’m sorry?” I shook my head. “What?”
“People who wear sunglasses inside places do it so they can intimidate people. With that intimidation, comes power. And that power is a mask for the emotional vulnerability that you possess. Or it could just simply mean that you want to create an aura of mystery about yourself, leaving people to guess what’s hiding beneath those glasses.”
Shit. What the fuck?
“So which is it, Gabriel? Emotional vulnerability or mystery?”
“I could ask you the same thing, Hannah,” I replied with an arch in my brow.
She let out a light laugh. “I’m wearing them because I’m tired and the darkness of the shades will help me sleep.
“Then by all means, get some rest. I will wake you when we land.”
“Thank you. You still haven’t answered my question.”
I sighed as I stared at her.
“And I’m not going to.”
“I’m going to go with emotional vulnerability.” She reclined her seat and turned her head towards the window.
