Dear Editor by Emily Sharpe

Author:Emily Sharpe [Sharpe, Emily]
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub
Publisher: Blushing Books Publications
Published: 2020-07-01T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 12

Flying High

"This is a first, in more ways than one," Jessica said as she laughed softly and fastened the belt across her lap. Worth's eyebrows raised in question, but he said nothing. "My first time sitting in first class," she explained. "My first trip with you." Soon, my first time with you.

Worth leaned back in the comfortably wide seat and signaled a nearby flight attendant, who walked immediately to him. "May we get two champagnes, Rebecca?"

"Of course, Mr. Vincent. I'll be right back with those."

Jessica watched as the petite redhead walked to the galley. She was quite attractive. "You two seem to know each other pretty well."

"I've made this flight a lot and Rebecca works it often," he agreed. "I've always enjoyed chatting with her." Now it was Jessica's turn to raise her eyebrows. "Just chatting, thank you very much. Rebecca is married to a pilot, has grown children and a grandchild on the way."

Jessica grinned. "I have a feeling no woman is safe from your charms, no matter her age. Not if you turn on that Bathroom Guy charm." She'd told him long ago about the rather questionable title. They'd laughed about it, but now he made a face. He could be so difficult to read. She nudged him. "You're pretty quiet, Worth. Don't like to fly? Second thoughts? What?"

Worth leaned over to give her a quick kiss but lingered at her inviting response. He sighed. "I just realized how little we have actually sat together and talked. Our evening phone conversations notwithstanding, there's a lot you still don't know about me. You fume about me taking things too slowly, and I worry about whether or not I'm moving too quickly."

Jessica shrugged. "There's a lot you don't know about me, either. We still haven't met each other's mothers and you know little about that whole dynamic for me. I haven't told you about my ill-fated dance lessons as a child. I don't know your shoe size; you will never know my weight."

Rebecca returned with their flutes of bubbly, which they clinked gently in a toast. "To your first time in first class," Worth said with a smile.

And our first time together, Jessica thought as she took a sip. There was a time she had thought she would wait until her wedding night. That had been the way she'd been raised. She had honestly thought she would marry Eric eventually, so it had not felt scandalous at all when they had finally become intimate. Intimate. They had shared a bed, certainly, but had they ever been intimate, in the fullest sense of the word?

Call me old-fashioned, she thought, but I want it all—the romance and the commitment. True intimacy—that's what her parents had had. That's what she craved. To be married to her best friend. To have passion, respect, laughter. It felt like Worth was all that and a bag of chips, as her dad used to say. Unless some deep, dark mystery presents itself, to quash the romance.

She flashed a smile at the green-eyed object of her affections.

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