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I glance back at the cabin in the rear of the plane and am slightly horrified by one thought: we have to sleep together in there. There are other people on this plane. Two flight attendants, a pilot, co-pilot, crew captain, and someone else who I wasn’t sure what they even did. If word got out that wedidn’tsleep together, well, the rumors would start and catch like wildfire.
Leo Camden’s fiancée can’t be caught sleeping in an airplane chair.
“I’m going to go to bed. You coming?” Leo says casually, as if I’m not in the middle of a crisis about the whole situation. The light catches a slight glimmer in his eyes that says he completely understands I’m in the middle of a crisis. But the tone of his voice confirms my suspicions: There’s really no way out of this.
“S… Sure,” I stammer and follow him down the aisle. He picks up the phone in the cabin and says something about turning in, presumably to one of the flight attendants. I just stare at the bed. It looks like a queen size bed. It's big enough for two people to get comfortable, but there's a high likelihood that our bodies might touch. Oh god.
I glance back at Leo, who’s pulling at the hem of his sweater and tugging it up his torso. Did I mention it's an extremely well-defined torso? My cheeks flame red and I turn away quickly.
“A little warning next time, huh?” I practically shout like a churlish school girl. Where the hell did that come from?
“Sorry, I’m beat. I don’t want to deal with changing in the tiny bathroom.”
His voice is groggy, and my eyes betray my brain, sneaking a quick peek. He turns away to grab a T-shirt and I appreciate the bunching of muscles that ripple across his back. God, I wonder how much time he spends in the gym.
His chest is more defined than I thought, and it’s accompanied by a set of abs that makes him look like a model. I mean, honestly, his face alone is enough to do that, but his body amplifies his sexiness even more. I can understand why a lot of actresses throw themselves at him.
I tear my eyes away, but it's one of the hardest things I’ve ever done. I casually try to look at the other side of the room for a few minutes. When I turn back, Leo’s dressed in a pair of dark gray shorts and a white T-shirt. The shirt is way too tight to stop my imagination from running wild, but at least his abs are covered. His calves on the other hand…
When did I get so turned on by a man’s calves?
Maybe I reallyshouldstart dating more often. This lust is getting a little out of hand. Pretty soon I'm going to be turned on by earlobes.
Then I make the mistake of looking at his hair. All the breath in my body stops in my throat when I see the dishevelled strands. I have never seen his hair look anything but perfect. But now, tousled by changing shirts and sleepiness, I just want to run my hands through it and pull his lips to…
Okay, no Isa. Get your shit together.
I blindly reach for the overnight bag that was stowed in the room on my behalf earlier and grab for my own pajamas and haul ass to the bathroom to change. I quickly slip on the pale pink matching pajamas set I brought. I was thanking any higher power that might exist that I had packed something cute instead of an oversized shirt.
I slip back into the bedroom and find Leo passed out on the bed. He clearly left a spot for me.
Quietly and gingerly, I walk over to the vacant side of the bed and just stare down at the linens and pillows. It’s just weird for me to sleep with my boss. I guess this would be the case for just about anyone, I would assume. And I don’t mean that sexually. We’ve always had a professional relationship, and sharing a bed is just so intimate. Or maybe I’m overthinking it. Leo certainly isn’t overthinking things. Not to mention, his handsome face looks so peaceful right now that I’m not even sure I would wake him up by laying down.
I close my eyes and lower myself to the bed, sitting first and letting myself adjust to the feel of the experience. The hum of the airplane and the motion is kind of soothing. I find myself rocking and my eyelids closing. The lighting is dim and blue, and I’m starting to feel exhaustion take over me. I let out a light huff before allowing my body to lie down, barely inches away from Leo’s body. I can feel his warmth from here, but it’s not enough to fight off the chill from the airplane. The blanket is fully on Leo’s side and I can’t really take any from him without risking waking him up.
Before I can get too worked up about it, a rush of air whooshes on top of me as Leo covers me with half of the blanket. My eyes widen as he tosses and turns, probably facing the other side, but all I can really feel right now is warmth finally starting to envelop me and the rapid pace of my heartbeat. And before I know it, it just… feels comfortable. Maybe it’s the sleepiness talking, but after spending the last hours studying each other and feeling real, genuine interest from him in getting to know me, I can’t help but feel a little closer to him.
Sure, the reasoning behind the studying wasn’tpuregenuine interest. But he had seemed so attentive even as I went on and on about why I prefer scrambled eggs over poached and why I’m more of a dog person than a cat person. He listened to every word, even if the topics were trivial and mundane. And he asked follow-up questions that showed he was paying attention.
I’ve never seen this side of him, and I know I keep saying that, but it’s such a bizarre but unforgettable experience to see a new side to a person I’ve known for such a long time. It’s just, oh, I don’t know.
God, I’m a mess.
Before I can think too much more, I fall into a deep sleep. Thankfully, I wake up before Leo so I can slip out and freshen up. I sit in the main cabin fully dressed in navy blue shorts and a white T-shirt. Soon after, Leo joins me as we land. We don't say much, and it almost feels comfortable as we eat our breakfast together.
"What do you miss the most about the Philippines?" Leo looks up at me between bites of cereal. "I mean, besides your family, of course."
"Oh, the food. Definitely the food."
"I can't wait. I love trying new things." Leo winked, sparking a flutter in my stomach. I laugh inside because I know we can have fun with this.
As we start to exit the plane, I’m brimming with anticipation. The sunlight already looks different outside. It’s a lot more bright and direct, seeing as how we’re so close to the equator. But really, what I want right now is to have a whiff of the Philippine breeze. My heart feels like it’s about to burst out of my chest as the flight attendants prepare the plane for us to exit.
“It’s… hot,” Leo comments.
I can’t help but laugh.
“Yes, it is. And I missed this,” I reply, speaking from the heart and not thinking about it.
