Chapter 2: first impressions:
Lita opened her mouth to speak, only to close it as the flight attendant and beverage cart stopped beside Trowa. "Would you care for something to drink?" Her glance swept both of them.
"Thanks I'll pass" "Coke for me please," Serena said. Long after the attendant had mover on, silence prevailed. Lita sipped her coke and ignored him. She was upset and he didn't blame her. He'd acted like a jerk, but he sure as hell wasn't going to apologise. It was better this way anyway. This trip would end soon and he would never have to see her again.
He stole a glance at her and watched as she tipped her head back and took another sip of coke. The column of her throat was absurdly vulnerable in the sunlight.
He bit his lip to stop a blistering curse from escaping his lips, just as the plane hit a pocket of turbulence. The glass bounced of his chest and coke saturated his lap.
"Oh, no!" She raised horrified eyes to his and for a moment neither moved nor spoke. Finally Trowa's muttered curse forced them into action.
"Oh, God, I'm so sorry," She said clearly rattled. "Here let me help." She grabbed the two napkins off her tray and dabbed at Trowa's thighs. With a sharp intake of breath, He stilled her hand. His fingers felt the fragile bones of her wrist, which were almost exposed through the screen of flesh. Then as if he'd been stung, he dropped her hand. Her expression was difficult to read as she lowered her flushed face and once again attacked the stain in his lap. "Don't," He said in a strangled voice, grappling to get his handkerchief out of his back pocket. "Please, let me help." "No, I.." The words died in her throat as her hand accidentally encountered the hardness between his legs. They both froze. Then swearing, he pushed her hand away.
Had she felt the bulge under his fly? Of course she had you idiot. If nothing else, her sharp indrawn breath and shocked eyes were dead give away.
"Look, stay the hell away from me." "Trowa?" Lita swallowed a biting retort, put her head back and closed her eyes. Anger as well as shock her breath puffing in and out like and out of control engine. How could she have been so careless? But it was an accident, and no matter how well endowed he was, it didn't excuse his rude behaviour.
As the captain announced that take off would be happening n little over five minutes, she began to settle into her routine for flights.
Getting the belt around her waist and fastening it, folding her hands together and saying a short prayer helped to calm her nerves but as the plane began to move down the run way getting ready for take off. She couldn't help but grab Trowa's hand and hold it as tight as she could while her head found it's way to under his chin with her eyes closed.
Looking down at the girl that might as well have been sitting in his lap so close was she; he felt a sudden rush of tenderness and an unnerving desire to protect her. But as he found out earlier she could do that quite well on her own.
As the plane evened out he could feel as she relaxed and moved back into her own seat. He couldn't help but feel that he had lost something vitally important but that was ridiculous.
Starring at everywhere but him, Lita could feel the flush of embarrassment staining her face. The last time she had done something like that was when her parents had died and she had been shipped to her grandmothers over in Japan, in a plane. Just days after she had lost her parents.
Waiting for what felt like hours, she waited for him to make a smart comment or to start shouting at her, but nothing happened.
Looking up slowly, she let her eyes meet his, and found that he had the most gorgeous green eyes she had ever seen.
As she watched she could see movement below, and saw that he was about to say something. But unfortunately this was not going to be the time.
A loud bang and the sound of crying broke their gazes apart and they watched as a scared stewardess came form 1st class and said something to the other stewardesses to upset them greatly.
As she watched in amazement, oxygen masks came down from the roof and moving on automatic pilot she put it on.
Scared out of her mind she jumped when a hand caught hold of hers.
It was Trowa's and looking into his eyes she calmed down a bit.
Looking into his eyes, she thought why couldn't she have met him earlier in her life, not when it was to late.
Closing her eyes, she again began to pray. All the time squeezing Trowa's hand and as she felt the movement of the plane take a dip she couldn't help but pray that if she got out of this that she would get the chance to get to know this man better. This man that after knowing him for less then five minutes had propositioned her, but left her feeling that he was only teasing.
As the terror around her increased ten fold, she couldn't help but think that end is so near and question what she had done with her life so far.
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Lita opened her mouth to speak, only to close it as the flight attendant and beverage cart stopped beside Trowa. "Would you care for something to drink?" Her glance swept both of them.
"Thanks I'll pass" "Coke for me please," Serena said. Long after the attendant had mover on, silence prevailed. Lita sipped her coke and ignored him. She was upset and he didn't blame her. He'd acted like a jerk, but he sure as hell wasn't going to apologise. It was better this way anyway. This trip would end soon and he would never have to see her again.
He stole a glance at her and watched as she tipped her head back and took another sip of coke. The column of her throat was absurdly vulnerable in the sunlight.
He bit his lip to stop a blistering curse from escaping his lips, just as the plane hit a pocket of turbulence. The glass bounced of his chest and coke saturated his lap.
"Oh, no!" She raised horrified eyes to his and for a moment neither moved nor spoke. Finally Trowa's muttered curse forced them into action.
"Oh, God, I'm so sorry," She said clearly rattled. "Here let me help." She grabbed the two napkins off her tray and dabbed at Trowa's thighs. With a sharp intake of breath, He stilled her hand. His fingers felt the fragile bones of her wrist, which were almost exposed through the screen of flesh. Then as if he'd been stung, he dropped her hand. Her expression was difficult to read as she lowered her flushed face and once again attacked the stain in his lap. "Don't," He said in a strangled voice, grappling to get his handkerchief out of his back pocket. "Please, let me help." "No, I.." The words died in her throat as her hand accidentally encountered the hardness between his legs. They both froze. Then swearing, he pushed her hand away.
Had she felt the bulge under his fly? Of course she had you idiot. If nothing else, her sharp indrawn breath and shocked eyes were dead give away.
"Look, stay the hell away from me." "Trowa?" Lita swallowed a biting retort, put her head back and closed her eyes. Anger as well as shock her breath puffing in and out like and out of control engine. How could she have been so careless? But it was an accident, and no matter how well endowed he was, it didn't excuse his rude behaviour.
As the captain announced that take off would be happening n little over five minutes, she began to settle into her routine for flights.
Getting the belt around her waist and fastening it, folding her hands together and saying a short prayer helped to calm her nerves but as the plane began to move down the run way getting ready for take off. She couldn't help but grab Trowa's hand and hold it as tight as she could while her head found it's way to under his chin with her eyes closed.
Looking down at the girl that might as well have been sitting in his lap so close was she; he felt a sudden rush of tenderness and an unnerving desire to protect her. But as he found out earlier she could do that quite well on her own.
As the plane evened out he could feel as she relaxed and moved back into her own seat. He couldn't help but feel that he had lost something vitally important but that was ridiculous.
Starring at everywhere but him, Lita could feel the flush of embarrassment staining her face. The last time she had done something like that was when her parents had died and she had been shipped to her grandmothers over in Japan, in a plane. Just days after she had lost her parents.
Waiting for what felt like hours, she waited for him to make a smart comment or to start shouting at her, but nothing happened.
Looking up slowly, she let her eyes meet his, and found that he had the most gorgeous green eyes she had ever seen.
As she watched she could see movement below, and saw that he was about to say something. But unfortunately this was not going to be the time.
A loud bang and the sound of crying broke their gazes apart and they watched as a scared stewardess came form 1st class and said something to the other stewardesses to upset them greatly.
As she watched in amazement, oxygen masks came down from the roof and moving on automatic pilot she put it on.
Scared out of her mind she jumped when a hand caught hold of hers.
It was Trowa's and looking into his eyes she calmed down a bit.
Looking into his eyes, she thought why couldn't she have met him earlier in her life, not when it was to late.
Closing her eyes, she again began to pray. All the time squeezing Trowa's hand and as she felt the movement of the plane take a dip she couldn't help but pray that if she got out of this that she would get the chance to get to know this man better. This man that after knowing him for less then five minutes had propositioned her, but left her feeling that he was only teasing.
As the terror around her increased ten fold, she couldn't help but think that end is so near and question what she had done with her life so far.
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