I woke up after a few minutes and realized that we were still on the plane. It was a luxury private plane and so, it was as if I was at home but only my home was somehow suddenly… flying.
"You up?" I heard him say as I opened my eyes.
I rubbed my eyes. Shifting my gaze to him, I made a troubled face. "Were you just staring at me while I slept?"
"Maybe."
"That's creepy."
He shook his head. "Not creepier than you not wanting to date me because of your ex."
"That is an extended sentence. I don't wanna date you at all." I smiled and said with sarcasm.
He rolled his eyes and got up from his seat. I looked around and noticed the surroundings again. The inside of this plane was marvelous. There were couches on adjacent sides with a table in between. There was a TV on one of the opposite sides with a really decorative outlet.
I was sitting adjacent to the TV, while he sat in front of it. However, it didn't matter, since no one was watching.
