Chapter Six: The Story

4a.m Monday morning and I'm in a chopper carrying me across the stretch of woods that is close to home. It's my first time being this high up in the sky and I'm terrified out of my mind. The only thing keeping me from passing out from the anxiety is his hand holding mine with assurance that everything is going to be fine. 

I can see the lights in the city and they look like little sparkling gems. He wasn't kidding when he said we will make it. He had no intention of driving but flying. He left his car and said his chauffeur will pick it up later today.

I glanced at the man wearing a grey beanie. He has closed his eyes. 

After our conversation that first night, I became fully aware of  the need in his eyes everytime he looks at me. Even the most fleeting touch of his fingers isn't innocent anymore. He wants to get intimate, that much is clear to me. My knees are pressed tightly together. The thought o