It was around 1am when Kristen woke up from her sleep. She looked at her left and saw his face. He looked so unreal when he was asleep. His looks were off the charts and his lips were so luscious and kissable. She kept staring at him till a voice jolted her.
"Are you just going to stare at me like that?" he asked with his eyes still closed. "Oh my gosh." she immediately looked away.
"I've never had a woman so close to me. More so, have her stare at me like that." she felt so embarrassed to have been caught like that.
"I-I have to use the b-bathroom." she stood up so fast and headed to the bathroom. He couldn't help but laugh at her reaction.
He had been awake the whole time cos he couldn't sleep at all. Even though he travels all the time, he couldn't quite fall asleep on planes.
He closed his eyes again. When she came back, she stood there for a second. "You're not pretending to be asleep again are you?" she asked. "Depends. Are you planning on staring at me again?" he teased. Taking her seat, she replied. "I wasn't staring. I thought you had something on your cheeks." "Oh. Can you wipe it off then." He leaned in closer to her. He immediately noticed her gulp down saliva and so he asked her. "Do I make you nervous?" His voice grew deeper. She couldn't answer and just stared into his eyes. She all of a sudden smacked him on the forehead.
"Yes, you are making me nervous. Stop it." "Is that why you hit me?" He was surprised at her actions.
"Yeah. Quite frankly, it was the only way to stop you from making me nervous."
This time around, he laughed out loud. It was such a pleasant sound to hear and she couldn't deny it.
"Well, I'm sorry I made you feel nervous." he said. "Apology accepted." she said also.
They then got interrupted but a flight attendant.
"Would you like something to eat or drink?" The flight attendant asked.
"Yes I'll have some water." Kristen said politely. "No, no, no. We'll have some wine please." He buttered in. Kris looked at him, utterly confused. "Right away sir." The flight attendant walked away.
"Who the hell do you think you are?" she asked. "You should never drink water on a plane. They're not the cleanest." he explained. "And how do you know that?" " Trust me I know." he was a bit curt with his reply.
Their wines soon arrived.
"Miss, would you and your husband like to eat something?" The attendant asked. "Um... he's not my husband actually." She corrected. "My apologies miss." " It's ok. I'll have a chicken parmesan and some rolled chocolate ice cream."
The attendant nodded and gestured towards the man next to her.
"And for you sir?" "Yes. I'll have whatever she's having." he said. The attendant nodded again and left.
She looked at him for a few seconds but didn't say anything and looked away.
'What is he trying to do? First, he doesn't allow me drink water and now he orders the same thing I do. What's he doing?' she said in thoughts.
"I'm not doing anything. I simply didn't know what to order. I rarely eat." he said. She was shocked.
'Did I say that out loud?' she asked herself in her mind. "No you didn't." he answered.
'How is he doing that?' she asked herself again. "I don't know how." Her mouth fell opened as she was flabbergasted. "How do you know what I'm thinking?" she asked him. He shrugged. "No idea." he answered.
'What a weirdo.' She thought. "You think I'm weird?" he asked her. She then banged herself in the forehead. "I'm sorry. I meant that in the mildest way possible." she said.
"You're weird too." "Me? How so?"
"You're being so casual with me without knowing who I am. As a matter of fact, you don't know my name." he reasoned out.
"Ok then what is your name?" she asked.
He leaned closer and whispered in her ear. "You don't wanna know." His breath tickling her skin. She got so nervous instantly. "Why?" She mastered up the courage to ask.
"It'll make you wet." Her hands flew to her mouth when those words came out of his mouth.
She looked at him with wide eyes and he smirked naughtily.
"You pervert," she smacked his shoulder. "That's so gross. You don't know my name either." she yelled at him. With a look of amusement, he said. "Why don't you tell me." "I'm not telling you."
"Why won't you?" "It'll make you hard." He smiled at what she said. He then leaned in again and said, "Try me."
"What does that me-"
"I have your food." The flight attendant came back with their foods cutting their conversation short.
She gave them their foods and left.
"Enjoy your meal." he said. "You too."
They finished their foods a while later and now it was time to sleep.
"I'm going to bed. Try not to stare ok?" he said.
"Tsk." She sucked her teeth and rolled her eyes at him. "Good night." He bid her.
"Yeah good night." She responded.
She stayed on her phone for a while before she also went to bed. She looked at him.
"How can he be so handsome and decent looking and yet be so mildly vulgar." She shook her head and also went to sleep.
...
The next morning, their plane had landed and they got off the flight. He walked next to her as they entered the airport. Suddenly, he stopped dead in his tracks. "Oh my gods." he rubbed his forehead. There were four men who look like guards waiting for him at the airport.
"Your highness!" One of the guards rushed over to him and took his luggage. "Welcome back your Majesty." The guard said.
"Why are you here?" He asked.
"Your mother said to fetch you." The guard answered. He sighed and left with them.
He turned around and saw Kristen was in awe. He smiled before he walked out of the airport with people bowing now and then.
"He's a prince? Oh my God I'm f%&ked. I smacked his forehead and even called him a pervert. I was so rude to him." Kristen began to remember all the things she had said to him. He was literally the prince of Jurry Island. What!!!