A long, troubling ride it really is.
For whole eight hours, she is trapped side by side with him, unaware of what his reasons for following her all the way to Brooklyn really is.
What the hell is his agenda?
She sneaks a glance at him from her window seat and his head is tilted back on the headrest, his eyes are shut while he listens to something on a headset provided by the airline.
His aura is no joke and his chiseled features will be a worthy match for Eric's.
"You want to bore a hole into my skin or what? Staring that hard is not sending me back to Paris any time soon." He suddenly says, his eyes still closed but then, he opens them, both of them trained on her.
She immediately turns back to watching the landscape outside, only that it's only water out there.
"Why did you come to Paris?"
The question catches her off guard.
"What did you say?"