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Grace
I let my lips slide over Noah's hip bone.
"Grace, you don't know what you're getting into," Noah said gruffly. I smiled. Oh sweet man, I know exactly what I'm doing. I kissed a trail over his underwear elastic. His bulge was becoming more evident and I knew what was going to happen if I let him free.
"I know exactly." I kissed over his bulge and I could see him becoming harder and harder.
"Grace!"
I sat up in bed, looking around. Did I just dream that? Noah was beside me, studying me while he rested his head on his hand.
"What were you dreaming about?" He asked looking intrigued at me and I turned tomato red.
"Nothing." I muttered quickly.
"You were moaning in your sleep." My eyes widened.
"Uh, I don't really remember." He kissed me on the cheek before he stood up.
"I don't believe you but judging from your face it wasn't anything holy. Oh you'll tell me soon enough." He grabbed his pants and headed to the kitchen. I'm sure our neighbours have seen him naked and I’m sure that may be why they always spend a lot of time looking through their windows. I turned around in the bed and grabbed my phone. I didn't have any calls, just a message from Harper saying she loves Josh but not so much his family and they hate her equally as much.
I didn’t know what to say to her. During our family dinner, my father warmed up to Noah. I'm very happy that my father approves of him. I just hope that his parents like me especially his mother. He told me he doesn't talk to them often, but he knows they would love me. I’m very sceptical about that.
"Grace! Get your butt in here." I could feel the devious grin spread across my face. This morning it was my turn to do the naked breakfast thing. I rolled out of bed and walked downstairs. He was in the middle of flipping the French toast but stopped when he saw me.
"You-I have a surprise for you today. An unplanned surprise." He shook his head and continued to cook as if my nakedness had no impact. I smiled. That got his attention. He blew out a breath as he set down the toast in front of me. He looked me in the eye and grunted.
"How am I supposed to concentrate when you look like that? Mmh? Seriously woman." He pulled me to him, and I could feel his bulge press against my stomach.
'I swear she wants to kill me' he mumbled. He let go of me.
"We have things to do and placed to go to on this holiday, so please eat and get dressed while I take care of...this." He gestured to the bulge.
We got dressed and ready for the day. Noah kept his distance knowing what I was doing to him. I tried to squeeze him for information about my surprise, but he wasn’t giving in. In the car, he looked at me and smiled.
"I know you're going to love this unplanned surprise. I had to pull a few strings to get us it." I leaned into the backseat and saw that our bags from last night were back on the seat.
"I didn’t even see you repacking our stuff. I can’t wait for this surprise-you’ve been so sneaky." He looked at me and winked.
"That's a good thing. When you see my surprise, you'll be happy I did." I frowned but didn't ask anything. He was driving into town and into the direction of the airport. I began to wring my hands together nervously in anticipation.
"Can’t people just stop kidnapping me?" He shook his head and laughed.
"Just you wait and see." He stopped at a hidden gate and then flashed a card at a guard who opened the gate for us. He then drove onto the lot where all the private planes were parked to either get refuelled or to take off.
He parked and then got out and grabbed our bags. I rubbed my arm as I got out of the car and the cold hit me. Noah gave me his arm and I hooked into his.
"Where are we going?"
"Somewhere warmer, this cold isn't doing us any good." He walked to the private plane and up the stair as I let go and followed behind him.
I looked around, dazzled by the luxury of the plane and that it was solely meant for us.
He put away the bags and pulled off his coat.
"It's nice, isn't it? The snow has lightened up a bit so I thought it might be nice to surprise you. I didn't plan this at first, but my Christmas present is...somewhere in my house and I forgot it there." He admitted shyly.
"You didn't have to get me anything. This will sound so cheesy but having you with me is more than enough." I felt my stomach lurch a bit as they announced that we should buckle up and I heard the engines grumbling. I felt as if I was going to be sick.
"I wanted to." He took my hand and squeezed it.
"You don't look so good, are you okay?" I shook my head and squeezed his hand hard.
"You haven't flown before? Just hold on, it gets better darling."
"Where exactly are we going? "He scrunched up his face.
"Valletta, Malta" My jaw went slack.
"What? Are you serious? That's...I don't have a passport. I'm going to be arrested." Noah laughed as I started to panic.
"Technically no, you have a temporary passport that I got you. Don't ask me how.” I could see he was extremely excited as his green eyes twinkled in anticipation.
The flight stabilized and I took it as my chance to go to the bathroom. I was starting to get very air sick. I sat at the toilet and it felt as if my insides were about to turn inside out.
"Here." Noah entered the bathroom. He handed me a tablet and a glass of water. I chugged it. He opened the door to the private suite and as soon as I saw the bed, I slumped down onto it. Noah sat beside me.
"The pill will help, it's for the air sickness." He rubbed my back as I felt my stomach grumble. This is not the way that I want to spend my first flight. I leaned into his embrace. The smell of him eased the swaying feeling I was having. He kissed me on top of my head.
"Just a few hours more, I'll be right here. Unless I need to pee, but then I'll come back."
"Seriously?" He smiled.
"That got you to smile at least." He held onto me tightly.
"What were you dreaming about this morning?" He asked, sneakily working it into the conversation.
"You and me" I stated vaguely.
"Oh, and what were we doing?" He acted as if he was just innocently asking. I decided to torture him while we were on this plane and I felt like death itself. I leaned over so that I could whisper in his ear and said exactly what I dreamed about in excruciating detail.
He looked at me and frowned.
"You could ask you know that way you could finish your dream. I told you, you could ask me anything and I'll oblige."
"Of course you'll oblige." I hit him on the shoulder and shifted on the bed so that I could lie down, he lied down beside me studied my face. He let his fingers trace over my face. I got a glimpse of his scar again.
Even if I felt awful, I would trade this moment for anything on earth.