Chapter 36
A cold rush of air swept into the tunnel that connected the airport to the plane, I shivered quickly , warmth soon radiated my body trying to contain the loss of heat that wanted to escape, all I can say is I hope he is taking me somewhere hot. I smiled at the ladies who welcomed us on to the plane, Brendan purred his hellos in a flirtatious manner, some things never change I thought shaking my head in amusement. A man with black hair which receded slightly smiled and welcomed me with an over familiar sense of familiarity, I smiled back just to be polite and was tugged away swiftly by Mr. Brady himself who glared menacingly at the man, who was otherwise preoccupied greeting other passengers. Brendan stalked down the aisle tugging me along with the sleeve of my jumper, to our allocated seats. It looked spacious enough, and it looked like it was only us two in the aisle as it wasn't a fully booked flight. The seats were grey tinged with light blue streaks, I heard Brendan ask me if I wanted the window seat but I politely decline, since the whole plane thing was scary enough.
He flicked through the magazines that were neatly stuffed in the pouch of the seat in front, his moaning about over priced sandwiches soothed my thoughts, and I could do with a distraction.
"Nearly £4 for a bloody wrap, not that I like wraps but it's the principle ey Steven, the robbers." I started laughing out loud, but stopped because it came out a bit too loud.
The plane started with a vibration, and it was smooth enough when traveling down the runway to its allocated position. I decided to admit to him my worries.
"Is it a good time to tell you I haven't done this before?" I blurted biting my lip.
"Done what?" he replied tilting his head towards me.
"Um, flew." I told him meekly.
"Ah, well would have been helpful before we actually got on the plane, wouldn't you have thought?" he replied looking at me with a fond expression.
"I'm not a very helpful person." I declared shaking my head in amusement and worry.
I felt a hand grip on to my own as it lay on the arm rest in the middle.
"Now, don't you worry about it, flying is easy as pie." He offered stroking my thumb.
"Don't like pie." I said cheekily.
"Don't like much do ye?"
"Well, apart from you I suppose, a bit keener than a lot of things."
"Well, I am glad."
The plane hurtled down the runway at full speed.
I squeezed my eyes shut as I buried my head in his neck, with him whispering soothingly to me as we ascended.