Temi couldn't deny it, but she absolutely loved this old woman...and her swag.
Especially her swag...!
Soon evening came and everyone was talking about dinner and sleep. Before anyone knew it, they were all dozing off in their seats, sleeping comfortably with their heads resting on the cushions provided for them.
Temi was not an exception.
She was the last to sleep, but something jolted her back up.
Temi didn't know for how long she had closed her eyes, but she didn't know when her eyes shot open the next minute either...
As she closed her eyes, she thought she had woken right up again as she saw herself in the plane still...
But in this case the whole plane seemed to hee under attack as everyone was having their phones taken away from them, people were getting hit everywhere...
And the old woman...
The old woman was being killed.
Wait...
What had she done...?
The chaos everywhere was too...
Nate...
Temi turned to her side...
She searched for him but couldn't find him.
Confused, she looked back...
She looked right...
Looked left but couldn't find him...
Where had he gone to in this kind of situation?
Had he suddenly disappeared...?
As per magician...?
Then something popped up in Temi's mind...
She was part of this dilemma but yet nothing was happening to her.
Before she could evaluate the issue, she didn't know how she saw it, but she saw Nate hit her from behind.
At first she didn't believe it, but then...
She turned around to find him with his hand raised up, and his hand, was a dagger.
Temi's eyes bulged.
Was this a dream?
Had he used the dagger to hit her...?
Of yes, why didn't she feel any pain?
As in, any pain of injury or something?
What was going on...?
As he raised his hand to hit her once more, Temi raised her hand up to defend herself, shielding her face from what whatever would happen.
Then, all of a sudden he brought his hand forward with great speed as he charged at her.
The moment he made for her, Temi unconsciously brought her hand forward to shield her face.
Raising her head up, Temi realized that her eyes were now open.
She had woken up...
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The next morning, Olivia didn't know what had happened the night before, but the very next morning she had woken up, she was in a daze.
Although, they were both under the duvet, Olivia could feel her body exposed.
Unconsciously, her cheeks became flushed as she became embarrassed...
They had done it...
So now she was one with Ethan.
Olivia couldn't contain her joy as she turned over to look at where Ethan was.
When she turned over, she found him sleeping soundly beside her as he snored gently.
Though, the smell of alcohol emanated from his body as if he had bathe in it, she took no notice of it as she stared at him face with a dreamy expression on.
Raising her hand, she brought it to his face.
Hesitant a little about whether to do it or not, she slowly, but anxiously moved her hand up and down his face, causing him to move slightly on the bed as his brows twitched slightly...
Jerking a bit, Olivia brought her hand back to herself as she was afraid of waking him up...
Staring at Ethan for a while, Olivia studied his face for a while as she examined his sharp features.
His thick eyebrows...
His sharp jawline and high cheekbones...
The bristleness of his face...
His full lips...
Those lips...
Olivia couldn't take her eyes off them.
Both the upper lip and the lower were both colored pink and were glossy as if he had licked them to moisten them or something.
Olivia subconsciously brought her face forward, as if to plant a kiss on them.
She truly adored those lips, she didn't realize when she took out her hand and gently touched them.
She wondered how they would taste if she was the one to initiate the kiss.
They looked so succulent and juicy, she couldn't just wait to suck out all the juice from them.
The moment her fingers met with his lips, it was as if they had both stopped breathing.
Feeling his lips for a while, Olivia slowly pulled her hand away and back to herself.
Sighing, Olivia closed her eyes and inhaled the scent of the person beside her.
When she slowly opened her eyes, her eyes slowly trailed down from his closed eyes with long eyelashes, all the way down to his muscular body...
His toned stomach had all the toned muscles in the appropriate areas.
The veins in his muscles were all so glaring as they all trailed in different areas...
His arms were so filled with them, Olivia couldn't resist herself from touching them.
Closing her eyes again, Olivia deeply breathed in to take in his scent. It was then that Olivia realized the strong scent of alcohol emanating from his body.
Although, he reeked of alcohol, the perfume that he had worn the previous night mixed with the alcohol smelt pleasant to Olivia, it had her turned on again...
But she exhaled in disappointment as she realized Ethan might just throw her out like he had always done.
When she opened her eyes and looked at him, she remembered something.
Looking over him at where the small drawer stood, Olivia looked at Ethan again as she slowly crept down from the bed and tiptoed to where the drawer stood.
When she had arrived at where it stood, she held her breath and looked at Ethan one more time to confirm if he was actually sleeping.
When she was sure he was really sleeping, she let out a small sigh of relief as she turned back to the drawer.
Slowly plling out the first compartment, Olivia gently opened the drawer.
Looking inside and gently rummaging it, she found nothing inside it.
Gently closing it, Olivia went for the second compartment.
Rummaging through it, Olivia searched for something she didn't even know.
When she didn't find it, she lightly hit the drawer as she looked away for a while.
Turning her head back, Olivia slowly pushed the drawer back in so as to close it and run had her eyes for used on the third and last one.
As she sat down, she crossed her legs in front of her as she stared at the last compartment in front of her.
Starling a glance at Ethan, she looked to make sure hee wasn't awake. When she had confirmed that he wasn't awake, she proceeded to open the last compartment.
As she reached out her hand to the last compartment, she heard a voice that startled her...
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When her eyes had popped open, she discovered thay she was sweaty.
Confused, she looked down at herself, she saw her clothes were all soaking wet.
Frowning, she raised her head as she thought, she wasn't wearing her heavy clothes more...
So what's with the sweat?
She felt a slight wave force on the left side of her head.
Looking to her side, she saw everyone on board were all asleep.
Frowning, she turned her eyes to Nate, but he was also asleep.
Then why did she have the feeling that she was being watched or something?
Then Temi discovered that she was gasping for air...
Her chest was heaving...
She felt her heart in her stomach...
Had she ran or something...?
Confused, she just couldn't stop her raging breath.
After she was able to calm herself down for a while, she felt pressed and decided to use the ladies room.
She got up, with her phone in hand, she headed out, away from where she sat as she headed for the ladies room.
When she had arrived at the ladies room, she sat down in the enclosed room as thoughts began running through her mind.
She began thinking of her parents.
How were they doing?
How were her brothers?
Why was she having this odd feeling about them?
Like as if something bad would happen to them that would also affect her in a way that would put her off balance?
She couldn't help but have her mind and thoughts all over the place.
She didn't realize that she had been resting her hand on her thigh with her chin sitting on top.
Why were her parents worried all of a sudden and were teaching her all about relationships...?
Had she done something wrong that they hadn't told her about that they decided to just convey their warnings through to her I'm the form of an advice...?
An advice...?
Temi laughed gently.
What they gave wasn't just an advice...
It was a platter of words that she needed to record to remember somethings...
Recorded...
Pursing her lips as she frowned, if she had recorded what her parents had been saying that day, it would have been of great comfort to her right now.
She really need it...