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And I want to explore. I want tobehappy. I want a taste of the girl I used to be.
I’m practically gliding when he walks me to my car, though the coldness of January is enough to bring me back to earth and away from Damon’s fantasyland.
“Have fun on your date.” I tell him as he closes my car door.
Why, why? Gemma you have no right.
He says nothing, absolutely nothing. I see the tiniest trace of a smirk before he turns around and heads to his Tesla, which is the first one right next to the elevator.
Dick.
I don’t know why it matters. I shouldn’t be thinking of another man.
Time flies when you’re learning and enjoying yourself and crushing on someone.
The next thing I know, it’s Thursday evening and Damon and I are glued to the leather seats of the company’s airplane, waiting for takeoff.
He’s still on his cell, probably answering emails, completely ignoring me, which is fine. I can’t think as clearly when he gives me his undivided attention.
His brown eyes are lethal.
I brought my Harry Potter book with me, and I start reading just as Damon pulls my book down. His fingers quickly skim mine, the jolt of electricity murdering my thoughts before I snap out of it.
“You’re a fan?” My chin points at my book.
“Lord of the Rings. I was a Lord of the Rings fan.” His lips twitch when my nose scrunches up at his admission as I take my book back.
When the plane takes off, my eyes are glued to the window. I close my eyes, letting the adrenaline kick in, remembering the day I jumped out of a plane.
One of the most blissful moments of my life.
There’s no other feeling quite like it. Nothing like having your feet at the edge of the plane, preparing your mind, convincing it to throw itself into a sea of nothingness while your body begs you to reconsider.
Some people fear death.
I fear mundane living.
My eyes travel across the plane. It’s different from your typical crowded plane. I’m not going to lie; the perks are endless.
The privacy, the luxury, the service.
“Would you like to sit on the left wing of the plane?” I don’t miss the dripping sarcasm in his tone.
I turn to face Damon, watching the curious glow on his handsome face. As if he’s formulating an equation in his head this instance.
“I would if I could,” I say, eyes shut, feeling the rush of the plane taking on higher heights while I feed off the vibration.
When we’re finally allowed to roam free, Damon unbuckles my seatbelt and his without asking for permission, my body shivering from the closeness.
Despite the book in my hand, I’m more interested in the person next to me, which is a fascinating exception. Long, masculine fingers skirt the edges of his mouth, my eyes unable to stray away from that magical spot.
“Tell me something I don’t know...” I love it when he speaks softly. It contradicts the hard shell of a man that he is.
Our bodies are so close to each other yet never breaking down that invisible boundary that must remain between us.
Because I have a boyfriend. I have Harvey. I’mloyalto him.
“I’m an adrenaline junkie.”
