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XANDER’S POV

I sat next to Adeline smiling to myself after she looked at me confused on why my seat was next to hers. The director had been more than happy to switch seats with me. He was very easygoing and smiled when I asked him to exchange seats with me.

"Sure, Xander, no problem," he had said, waving a hand dismissively.

So here I was, sliding into the seat next to Adeline. She was already seated, flipping through the in-flight magazine. When she saw me, her eyes widened in surprise.

"What are you doing here?" she asked,

I almost smiled, finding her reaction endearing.

"This is my seat," I replied, trying to keep my voice casual.

Adeline nodded slowly, her eyes still wide. She fumbled with her seatbelt, trying to secure it around her waist. I picked up a magazine from the pocket in front of me and pretended to read, but I couldn't help sneaking glances at her.

She was adorable, her fingers trembling slightly as she struggled with the belt.

The plane started to move, taxiing slo