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And if one traveled, this was surely the way to do it.
I’d been unprepared for how vast and outfitted the jet was. When Lucy said jet, I assumed a small plane with a few seats.
Instead of the typical tight rows of a commercial flight, Chase’s jet’s seats provided ample leg room and were placed across from each other on each side of the wall.
If Chase needed to have a meeting, they could just set up a small conference table in the middle. Lucy had taken me on a tour, showing me the kitchen in the center of the plane equipped with a stunning stainless steel kitchen.
Chase’s personal chef was there chopping mushrooms and garlic.
Further down stood a room with flat screen TVs, past that was Chase’s private bathroom with a shower, and in the back of the jet were a master bedroom and a small guest bedroom.
“I’m completely dependent on you,” Black Moon Goddess sang. “To breath, to see, to see all of my dreams come true.”
The plane’s floor vibrated.
I sank deeply into my musical, blindfolded darkness and focused on the lyrics instead of my fears— a plane crash, an explosion, or the worst one of all—there’s an engine malfunction, the plane drops from the sky and falls into the vast ocean with no land in sight.
Even worse, none of the flotation seats work so we all drown while hungry sharks swim around us.
My heart sped up as I felt the plane advance.
Everything will be okay. Just breathe.
I inhaled, exhaled, and counted each breath that left my lips.
One. Two.
A funny sensation coursed through my legs.
Three. Four.
The plane took off, rising into the air.
“I’m an animal locked in your cage,” Black Moon Goddess sang. “The sensation that bubbles out before the rage.”
The sensation in my legs ceased.
My ears popped a little.
My heartbeat decreased to a steady pace.
“You are why I breathe. You are why I breathe.”
The fragrance of new leather mixed with vanilla filled the air. Even if I tried I couldn’t forget that scent.
Chase’s cologne.
I’d thought about it all last night as I replayed what he’d done with those magical fingers. His scent closed in and surrounded me.
Just breathe.
He had to be near me, if not right next to me.
“And I can’t take another breath unless I’m here with you.”
His soft fingers rubbed against the inner area of my wrist, delivering a thrill that flowed through my chest and warmed my skin. He tapped my wrist to get my attention.
God. I thought I had time.
