Hey guys, I had to re-post this chapter because the one you read was one without some changes I had made in the end...I just messes up, and posted the wrong document... sorry... I'll be more careful in the next one, I promise. Maybe you get lazy to read the same chapter again, but I'm telling you, DO IT AGAIN, it's REALLY important!!!! You'll see why..., you can leave anonymous review and tell me if you like this chapter better than the first one posted, and tell me why.
I want to thank to Julie, Orne and Lissie. Thank you so much guys for all your support, with all that it's happening here in my (and 'ours' Orne) country right now I really need it.
Chapter 3
** Love in the Clouds**
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Phoebe was so late. She ran and could finally catch the plane before it left. She boarded looking for her seat "12 B" she repeated for herself and when she finally reached her seat she noticed someone sitting in the seat right next to it. He was wearing a suit and a tie, and he was working in his laptop. She was surprised when found out who it was "Mr. Turner?" she asked and he looked at her "Mrs. Smith" he said "How are you?"
"What are you doing here?" she asked still up
"Well, they told that I could go to Chicago" he said sarcastically.
"Could you help me with this?" she asked referring to her hand baggage. It was really giving her problems trying to put it in the upper arrangement
"Of course" he said and got up. Once he was done he told her "Well, I think we'll be flight partners, so do you prefer the window or you're ok in your seat? We could switch seats, if you like" he offered
"Oh, not. Thank you, I'm good," she said and both took their seat. "So, business trip?" she asked.
"Yeah, I have to run a case there. What about you?" He asked back
"I have this convention, about psychology. The paper sent me" she replied, "How's Emma?" she questioned
"Oh, she's great, thank you" he said as he turned off his laptop "She's home with her mother"
"She's a wonderful kid," she told him
"Yeah, I know. Everyday I thank God for her" he told her sincerely.
"Would you like something to drink?" the stewardess asked them
"Mineral water, please" Phoebe said
"And you sir?" the stewardess asked him
"Scotch in the rocks" he said gently. The stewardess gave them both their drinks and walked away.
"I hope not to be rude, but I really have to do this?", he said
"What do you mean?", she asked confused
"I need to take this off", he said as he started to undo his tie.
"Oh...please, by all means. Go ahead", she told him laughing, "You must be sick of it, I mean you're a lawyer... and well I guess you have to respect some standards, right?"
"Yes. Actually there's a subject in the law school named **How to look like a lawyer; Includes wear a suit and a tie and being... a bastard, I guess", he added joking and they both laughed.
"Maybe the suit part, but in your case I don't think the bastard thing", she said
"Thank you. But know that lawyers have their fame", he told her.
"Yeah, I hate when people tag you for that kind of things, you know, without even know who you are", she said with a more serious expression.
"Yes, I know what you mean. I live it all the time in this business. At first people judges you for any little thing, and the truth is that a person is more than an opinion... is all the things they like or dislike, they way they think and the way they are", he expressed.
"All the little things that make a person being great... and not everyone knows how to perceives that, they just notice the bad stuff" she said.
"That's just human nature, I guess" Cole said
"But you know what I hate, you'll think I'm crazy...but I hate the fact that there's people for some reason have to put cinnamon in the food. People thinks I'm crazy for that, but it really makes me pissed" she added
And Cole just laughed, "What are you laughing at?"
"That then I must be a crazy too, because I don't understand why people do that, I hate cinnamon", he told her, "But you see, I think people are really themselves and solid when all the social barriers go away and then people express their own and real feelings... and can show the passion, just like when people fight-" he told
"Or when they make love", she added to his argument. He looked at her and she blushed, she didn't know why she said that. It was something she couldn't explain, she felt like she could openly talk to him. Then Cole just continued
"Yes, It's when there's authenticity", he completed. And he noticed she had blushed, and with this she was proving his point... he knew she was showing that genuineness he was making argument about.
They spend all the flight talking and laughing, they really were hanging out very well.
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Phoebe and Cole were happily taking their meals during the flight, when suddenly they noticed their drinks moving. At first it was just a light quaver, but then it was actually trembling.
"Oh my god", said Phoebe who got very tense and nervous.
"It's fine. It might be just turbulence", Cole said trying to calm her down. The truth he didn't have a damn idea of what was going on, and that worried him, but he didn't show it because he didn't want to scare Phoebe even more.
"That's why I hate flinging", she said and took a deep breath.
"Excuse me", the stewardess asked them
"Yeah?" Cole answered. Phoebe was a little freak out to talk in that moment.
"The Captain suggests to everybody put their security belts back on. So, will you please put them on?", she asked politely
Phoebe cut her off, "What? Why... why? There's something wrong?", she asked nervously
"Oh, it's just caution. We're going through a bit of turbulence right now"; she answered
"But..." Phoebe started and Cole cut off
"I'll take care of her", he stated to the stewardess with a quick smile and the women nodded and left. Phoebe was really nervous. She didn't suffer of plane phobia, but when things like this happened she really freaked out.
Phoebe was sweating and she couldn't stop looking everywhere or moving her hands. She put her belt on again, but she wasn't easy, for the contrary she was tenser. The plane made an abrupt move and she almost jump of impression. At the same moment that happened Cole just held her hand in his in a protective way. She didn't know why but the warm of his hand in hers made her feel more secure. He felt her trembling like a scare little girl, so he just kept squeezing her hand with his to make feel that she wasn't alone. This was just for a couple more minutes, when the situation seemed to stabilize and both stayed quite and immobilize. Suddenly, the plane made moves more abrupt than before; and Phoebe and Cole stared and looked at each other in horror.
In the heat of the moment, they came closer and closer till they were just itches apart, when a stronger jump came, their only reaction was to bring their lips together in a soft, sweet and gently kiss. They didn't know how, when or why this happened, but it did. They quickly broke apart and kept looking to each other, then they blushed and turned away and avoided eye contact. They were so deep in thoughts and questions inside their own heads, that they didn't even notice it when the turbulence was over. Then in the middle of the uncomfortable silence, Cole was the first in talk
"See? Everything's fine now?", he said.
"Yeah. I'm better now".
They kept talking and acting like nothing had happened. It was so unexpected. And although they felt their lips wet and warm at the same time for each other's touch, they would never talk about the incident again. They didn't have to agree on that, they didn't even mention it, but they wouldn't do it. They kept hanging out cool, normal and as nothing had ever happened, as the kiss had never happened.
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Cole had just rented a car in the airport. When they exited from the plane, he had take his way as well as Phoebe. The flight had really been very nice and enjoyable with Phoebe. They lost track of time just speaking and laughing, they didn't even notice it when the plane was on the grown again. While Cole was driving in front of the main entrance of the airport when saw Phoebe standing there with her packages. It seemed like she really needed help. So he drove towards her
"Hey, do you need a ride?" he offered gently
"Oh, Cole, thank you, but I can take a cab, don't worry" of course that by now they were in first names terms.
"Come on, Phoebe. I can drive you. Where are you going?" he asked
"Hilton Hotel. The paper reserved me a room there", she said
"Which one?" he questioned curious
"The Hilton Rose's Towers" she read in a paper
"You won't believe this" he started and laughed, "That's where I got my reservation too. So get in, you're staying in my way after all" he said and she smiled
"Alright" she agreed. So he got off the cars and helped her with the packages. Actually, all was true. It had been a coincidence. First the same flight, the same seats and even the same hotel now, all was just fate.
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Ok...so what do you think? I know there wasn't that much action in this one, but I promise the next...important things will happen... I just needed to write this down, I guess it was... nostalgia
I want to thank to Julie, Orne and Lissie. Thank you so much guys for all your support, with all that it's happening here in my (and 'ours' Orne) country right now I really need it.
Chapter 3
** Love in the Clouds**
*-*-*-*-*-*-*
Phoebe was so late. She ran and could finally catch the plane before it left. She boarded looking for her seat "12 B" she repeated for herself and when she finally reached her seat she noticed someone sitting in the seat right next to it. He was wearing a suit and a tie, and he was working in his laptop. She was surprised when found out who it was "Mr. Turner?" she asked and he looked at her "Mrs. Smith" he said "How are you?"
"What are you doing here?" she asked still up
"Well, they told that I could go to Chicago" he said sarcastically.
"Could you help me with this?" she asked referring to her hand baggage. It was really giving her problems trying to put it in the upper arrangement
"Of course" he said and got up. Once he was done he told her "Well, I think we'll be flight partners, so do you prefer the window or you're ok in your seat? We could switch seats, if you like" he offered
"Oh, not. Thank you, I'm good," she said and both took their seat. "So, business trip?" she asked.
"Yeah, I have to run a case there. What about you?" He asked back
"I have this convention, about psychology. The paper sent me" she replied, "How's Emma?" she questioned
"Oh, she's great, thank you" he said as he turned off his laptop "She's home with her mother"
"She's a wonderful kid," she told him
"Yeah, I know. Everyday I thank God for her" he told her sincerely.
"Would you like something to drink?" the stewardess asked them
"Mineral water, please" Phoebe said
"And you sir?" the stewardess asked him
"Scotch in the rocks" he said gently. The stewardess gave them both their drinks and walked away.
"I hope not to be rude, but I really have to do this?", he said
"What do you mean?", she asked confused
"I need to take this off", he said as he started to undo his tie.
"Oh...please, by all means. Go ahead", she told him laughing, "You must be sick of it, I mean you're a lawyer... and well I guess you have to respect some standards, right?"
"Yes. Actually there's a subject in the law school named **How to look like a lawyer; Includes wear a suit and a tie and being... a bastard, I guess", he added joking and they both laughed.
"Maybe the suit part, but in your case I don't think the bastard thing", she said
"Thank you. But know that lawyers have their fame", he told her.
"Yeah, I hate when people tag you for that kind of things, you know, without even know who you are", she said with a more serious expression.
"Yes, I know what you mean. I live it all the time in this business. At first people judges you for any little thing, and the truth is that a person is more than an opinion... is all the things they like or dislike, they way they think and the way they are", he expressed.
"All the little things that make a person being great... and not everyone knows how to perceives that, they just notice the bad stuff" she said.
"That's just human nature, I guess" Cole said
"But you know what I hate, you'll think I'm crazy...but I hate the fact that there's people for some reason have to put cinnamon in the food. People thinks I'm crazy for that, but it really makes me pissed" she added
And Cole just laughed, "What are you laughing at?"
"That then I must be a crazy too, because I don't understand why people do that, I hate cinnamon", he told her, "But you see, I think people are really themselves and solid when all the social barriers go away and then people express their own and real feelings... and can show the passion, just like when people fight-" he told
"Or when they make love", she added to his argument. He looked at her and she blushed, she didn't know why she said that. It was something she couldn't explain, she felt like she could openly talk to him. Then Cole just continued
"Yes, It's when there's authenticity", he completed. And he noticed she had blushed, and with this she was proving his point... he knew she was showing that genuineness he was making argument about.
They spend all the flight talking and laughing, they really were hanging out very well.
*-*-*-*-*-*-*
Phoebe and Cole were happily taking their meals during the flight, when suddenly they noticed their drinks moving. At first it was just a light quaver, but then it was actually trembling.
"Oh my god", said Phoebe who got very tense and nervous.
"It's fine. It might be just turbulence", Cole said trying to calm her down. The truth he didn't have a damn idea of what was going on, and that worried him, but he didn't show it because he didn't want to scare Phoebe even more.
"That's why I hate flinging", she said and took a deep breath.
"Excuse me", the stewardess asked them
"Yeah?" Cole answered. Phoebe was a little freak out to talk in that moment.
"The Captain suggests to everybody put their security belts back on. So, will you please put them on?", she asked politely
Phoebe cut her off, "What? Why... why? There's something wrong?", she asked nervously
"Oh, it's just caution. We're going through a bit of turbulence right now"; she answered
"But..." Phoebe started and Cole cut off
"I'll take care of her", he stated to the stewardess with a quick smile and the women nodded and left. Phoebe was really nervous. She didn't suffer of plane phobia, but when things like this happened she really freaked out.
Phoebe was sweating and she couldn't stop looking everywhere or moving her hands. She put her belt on again, but she wasn't easy, for the contrary she was tenser. The plane made an abrupt move and she almost jump of impression. At the same moment that happened Cole just held her hand in his in a protective way. She didn't know why but the warm of his hand in hers made her feel more secure. He felt her trembling like a scare little girl, so he just kept squeezing her hand with his to make feel that she wasn't alone. This was just for a couple more minutes, when the situation seemed to stabilize and both stayed quite and immobilize. Suddenly, the plane made moves more abrupt than before; and Phoebe and Cole stared and looked at each other in horror.
In the heat of the moment, they came closer and closer till they were just itches apart, when a stronger jump came, their only reaction was to bring their lips together in a soft, sweet and gently kiss. They didn't know how, when or why this happened, but it did. They quickly broke apart and kept looking to each other, then they blushed and turned away and avoided eye contact. They were so deep in thoughts and questions inside their own heads, that they didn't even notice it when the turbulence was over. Then in the middle of the uncomfortable silence, Cole was the first in talk
"See? Everything's fine now?", he said.
"Yeah. I'm better now".
They kept talking and acting like nothing had happened. It was so unexpected. And although they felt their lips wet and warm at the same time for each other's touch, they would never talk about the incident again. They didn't have to agree on that, they didn't even mention it, but they wouldn't do it. They kept hanging out cool, normal and as nothing had ever happened, as the kiss had never happened.
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Cole had just rented a car in the airport. When they exited from the plane, he had take his way as well as Phoebe. The flight had really been very nice and enjoyable with Phoebe. They lost track of time just speaking and laughing, they didn't even notice it when the plane was on the grown again. While Cole was driving in front of the main entrance of the airport when saw Phoebe standing there with her packages. It seemed like she really needed help. So he drove towards her
"Hey, do you need a ride?" he offered gently
"Oh, Cole, thank you, but I can take a cab, don't worry" of course that by now they were in first names terms.
"Come on, Phoebe. I can drive you. Where are you going?" he asked
"Hilton Hotel. The paper reserved me a room there", she said
"Which one?" he questioned curious
"The Hilton Rose's Towers" she read in a paper
"You won't believe this" he started and laughed, "That's where I got my reservation too. So get in, you're staying in my way after all" he said and she smiled
"Alright" she agreed. So he got off the cars and helped her with the packages. Actually, all was true. It had been a coincidence. First the same flight, the same seats and even the same hotel now, all was just fate.
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Ok...so what do you think? I know there wasn't that much action in this one, but I promise the next...important things will happen... I just needed to write this down, I guess it was... nostalgia