Chapter 23: Flight Plan

The next morning came early for Vivian, her head pounding from too many drinks at the bar last night with Rebecca, who obsessively asked questions about Everett. The singular focus was if Everett and Vivian were romantically involved. At one point, Vivian wanted to say yes, he’s all mine so just shut up, but she didn’t. She just kept drinking, allowing Rebecca to drone on and on about Everett’s eyes, his mouth, his body. It resulted in Vivian having vivid dreams about Everett all night. So vivid in fact that when she arrived at the tarmac the next morning she had a hard time remembering if they were real or fake as her body instantly reacted to seeing him standing at the foot of his private jet.

“Good Morning, how are you feeling?” Vivian paused, glaring at Everett, suddenly realizing that he must have been watching her last night. Judging by the satisfied look on his face, he was also listening.