"You know, I've never been part of the Mile High Club," I say biting my lower lip as I bat my eyelashes at Nayel.
Nayel raises an eyebrow, sitting up in his seat, "It's something I've always wanted to do" I say sheepishly, shrugging slightly.
A smirk appears on Nayel's lips, "It just happens to be that we're on a plane right now" He moves his hand to my thigh.
"Oh" I smile, I move my head looking around, "Should I go in first?" I ask.
Nayel's smirk spreads wide across his face, "Eager are we?"
I blush, "Fine we won't do it"
"Too late for that baby" Nayel's eyes move to his lap and I see that he's already gotten a hard making me gasp, "Ladies first" Nayel gestures to me.
I nervously get up and walk to the end of the plane. Luckily there were only 4 other people in first-class scattered and the seats next to the bathroom were empty. I casually open the bathroom door closing it behind me, not locking it.
I did not realize how small airplane bathrooms are. I don't think I've actually ever used an airplane bathroom in my life. Public restrooms give me such a bad ick. It's surprising how having sex in a public bathroom is a turn-on for me. The bathroom might be tiny but it's actually clean and kind of pretty, benefits of first-class I guess.
A couple of minutes pass by when Nayel opens the bathroom door locking it behind him. Nayel bites his lower lip grabbing my hips pulling my body to his, "I'm loving this side of you" Nayel groans picking me up and sitting me down on the sink.
"I'm not as vanilla as I come out to be" I pout wrapping my arms around his neck.
"Oh baby I know" Nayel grunts smashing his lips onto mine.
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"I suddenly feel very nervous" I sigh, fumbling with my fingers waiting for the plane to empty out.
"You're the most outgoing person I know Ria, you can fit in with anyone. They're going to love you. They already adore you with the things I tell them about you" Nayel smiles intertwining our fingers together.
"What if I'm too much for them or they think I'm too much for you? Or what if they think I'm just using you for your money? After all, I am your assistant, you sign my checks and you're a wealthy man and we have an age gap. They might think I'm after your money. What kind of girl gets into a relationship with her boss anyways? It's not a good look." I ramble on as the thoughts consume me.
Nayel squeezes my hand, "Ria, baby, relax" Nayel brings my hand to his mouth and kisses it gently, "They already love you, they don't think about you like that because they know it's far from the truth. They also know me, I spent so many years without a woman in my life, they know just how special you are to make me let you in. It's going to be okay" Nayel smiles at me reassuringly.
I smile even though I could feel my heart beating out of my chest, "Are we going to take a cab to your parents?"
"James and Olivia are picking us up from the airport" James is Nayel's older brother and Olivia is his fiance.
"Cool" I say as we make it to baggage claim.
"James is basically just like Ella, you got along with her great remember?" Nayel tries to cheer me up and I nod, "and I've only met Olivia a hand full of times since I'm barely ever in Toronto but she's very friendly and nice."
I smile nodding my head, my hand was sweating but I was still unwilling to let go of Nayel's hand.
We gather our luggage and walk towards the exit. I reluctantly let go of Nayel's hand as I was sweating bricks, he was nice enough not to say anything but it was probably grossing him out.
"There they are" Nayel points to the couple walking towards us, waving and smiling.
The man, James, looked about 6'0 with shaggy brown hair and a clean shaved beard. He was wearing a red plaid shirt with dark blue jeans. Olivia was quite tall as well, almost Jame's height. She had pale skin and emerald green eyes. Her hair were platinum blonde and she was dressed in a blue jumpsuit. The smiles never left either of their faces as they approached us.
"Baby Bro!" James exclaims pulling Nayel into a hug, "Damn did you grow even taller" James asks pulling away mock-measuring Nayel's height with his hand.
"Either that or you've just shrunk Jamie" Nayel grins, "Hi Liv" Nayel turns to her pulling her in a hug.
"This must be the angel who melted my brother's cold heart" James smiles at me, flashing the same dimples Nayel has.
"Hi, I'm Maria" I smile at him and before I know what's happening James draws me into a hug.
"Sorry we're huggers" James says making me smile.
"It's okay, me too" I say making him beam.
"This is my fiance Olivia" James gestures to Olivia who immediately pulls me in a hug.
"It's so lovely to finally meet you, I'm so glad you made it to the wedding" Olivia smiles showing off her perfect teeth.
"It's great to meet you, thank you so much for having me" I smile.
"Of course, you're family" James says wrapping his arm around Olivia's shoulder.
Their comment made my heart flutter, "Let us help you guys with the luggage, you must be exhausted" James offers taking one of the bags from us.
"You need to tell me all about Mr. Big shot over here. He basically tells us nothing" James says to me as we walk to the parking lot.
"I was actually hoping you guys would tell me things that would give me an insight as to why he is the way he is" I joke causing James to laugh.
"You guys could wait for me to get in the car at least before you start talking shit" Nayel groans closing the trunk.
I mouth a quick "I'm sorry" to him causing him to smile as we get in the backseat.
"I just realized, you're Canadian," I say in a low tone so only Nayel could hear me.
Nayel chuckles, "Baby you've known I'm Canadian for years now"
"Yeah I do but now that we're in Toronto with your family it just hit me that you're Canadian" I say in slight disbelief.
"Why is that so strange for you?" Nayel asks.
"Well you clearly broke the stereotype" I shrug and Nayel furrows his eyebrows at me confused, "Not all Canadians are nice, some of them are insufferable assholes"
Nayel rolls his eyes, "You need to behave" He whispers in my ear sending chills down my spine.
"Or what?" I challenge him with a grin.
Nayel opens his mouth to say something until Olivia beats him to it, "Did you guys get anything to eat on the plane?" She smiles at us.
Nayel and I nod in unison.