Chapter 1

"Next!"

Rose was standing in a dream, not realising that she was being called.

"Excuse me Miss." A voice came from behind her followed by a slight nudge in the arm.

"What?" Rose turned to see the man behind her pointing towards the security area. She realised that she had been called forward. "Oh sorry, I was away in a dream there."

The man laughed softly as Rose walked towards the waiting security officer. She was currently in LAX, going through security before boarding a flight to New York for a meeting. She had decided to fly there a few days before her meeting was actually due to take place as she wanted to ensure she was fully prepared for pitching her ideas to the team that she was meeting.

She put her bag up on the desk to allow the officer to slide it through the x-ray machine and then took her jacket off to hand that over as well. The man behind her had moved to another desk. She was suddenly aware of someone standing quite close to her. Turning her head slightly, she could see the shape of a man next to her who was also taking his long coat off. He turned his head to face her and smiled.

Rose smiled back. She looked him up and down discreetly. He was extremely handsome with the most amazing blue eyes she had ever seen. His light blond hair kept falling in front of his eyes so he had to keep brushing it back.

She followed him through the metal detector machine and they met again at the other side. Standing waiting on her bag coming through, Rose felt a tickle on her ear. She gently rubbed it, causing her earring to fall out. Hearing the metal bounce off the floor, she looked around to see where it had gone. As she bent down to pick the earring up, the man she had admired had also noticed it dropping. He knelt down, grabbing the earring from the floor. He looked across at Rose and handed it to her.

"Thank you."Rose managed; surprised she was even able to talk.

"No problem. It's a beautiful earring. Couldn't have you walking about with only one of them." The man laughed.

Rose smiled before standing back up. She hooked the earring back in before grabbing her bag and coat. She took one last look at the man, nodding to him before walking towards the departures area.

Rose decided she would get something to eat before flying. Her flight wasn't for another hour so she still had some time to kill. She wandered over to a nearby bar and put her things down and settled into the booth. Looking over the menu, she decided what she would have. The waiter came over and took a note of her order. Rose had decided to have a plate of pasta and a glass of red wine. The waiter thanked her and disappeared to the kitchen.

Rose took out her pocket mirror from her bag. She checked her hair which she had pinned up in a messy bun. Her hair was auburn and usually hung in loose curls. Today there were only a few strands hanging at the front which framed her face. She ran her finger along the bottom of her eye. Rose had only applied some mascara that morning. Her eyes were so big and beautiful that she rarely had to wear heavy eye makeup. They were a bright emerald colour and nothing needed to be added to make them gorgeous and interesting. It was one part of her face that she loved.

The waiter brought her meal across and she tucked into it, stopping only to take a drink from her wine. When she finished, she sat back and looked around her. Her eyes hovered across the people sitting in the lounge waiting on her flight. She noticed that sitting next to the window, watching the planes take off and land, was the man she had seen at security. She couldn't take her eyes off him. He was the most beautiful man she had ever seen. She thought of her boyfriend at home. Cal was alright but Rose had got involved with him purely to appease her mother, Ruth.

Ruth had talked Rose into dating Cal when her father had died. They were left with a string of his debts to deal with and had no idea how they were going to pay them off. Rose was living her own life at the time but felt she owed it to her mother to help. She had tried paying some of the debts off herself, she had a good job working in PR and earned a decent salary but there was only so much she could do. Ruth had met Cal's father, Nathan at a gala that she had attended. Despite their difficult financial circumstances, Ruth refused to let her "club" know anything about it. As far as they were all concerned, she was still as rich as she always was. When Nathan had told Ruth that his son was looking for a wife, Ruth spied her opportunity. She gushed about Rose and told Cal all about her. After showing him a picture, Cal was adamant he wanted to meet her.

Ruth had to talk Rose into going along to meet Cal for dinner but eventually she agreed. They had gotten on alright but Rose found Cal extremely over whelming. He was selfish and cocky. Always looking down his nose at people. They met up again a few more times and before she knew it, Cal had asked her to be his girlfriend exclusively. Rose felt that she couldn't back out now and agreed. She figured that she would learn to love him, but 6months later, she still couldn't truthfully say that she did. She told Cal she did whenever he told her but she mentally crossed her fingers whenever she said it.

Sighing, Rose took another drink of her wine. She looked back up and realised the man from earlier was looking directly at her. She blushed as she felt his eyes burning into her, almost as if he was mentally undressing her. She kept her head down and played with her phone. Finally she looked back up and noticed that he was gone.

"Attention all passengers flying to JFK on flight delta 0082, we would like to invite those passengers travelling first and business class to please come forward to gate 14."

Rose's ears pricked up as she heard her flight being called. She grabbed her bag, stood up and walked towards the gate. She handed over her boarding card before looking back behind her to see if she could see the man one last time. She sighed as he was nowhere to be seen. Smiling at the woman at the gate, she then walked past her and down the aerobridge to the plane.

Sitting down in her seat, she placed her bag on the floor and took her jacket off before handing it to the stewardess to hang up. She didn't mind the trips that she had to do for work when her boss put her in first class. The thought of 5 and a half hours in a plane to New York in coach was enough to make her shudder. She lay back and closed her eyes, her head facing towards the window. The rest of the passengers had made their way onto the plane and Rose was aware of a few more people sitting around her but before she knew it she had drifted off into a deep sleep as she felt the plane take off.