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Air Hostess

By Isa Adam

Copyright@2018 by Isa Adam

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This book is a work of fiction and any resemblance to persons, living or dead, or places, events or locales is purely coincidental.

It is intended only for adults over the age of 18 and all characters are represented as 18 or over.

Roman couldn’t help but peer around the plane. It had been only fifteen minutes since he'd seen her last, but it felt like months to him. No one had never had such a vast effect on him before then. Beside him, Roman could hear the older lady grumbling in her sleep. Something about young men being a bother these days. He knew that she was referring to him and how much his movement irritated her though Roman couldn't care less.

From the corner of his eye, he spotted the flight attendant coming back. Her beauty still stunned him despite having known her for a few hours already. She walked with a steady gait looking over the passengers in every seat with a look of concern that seemed permanently etched on her face. If Roman hadn't seen her frown at him, he would have thought that she was a smiling robot. Roman knew it was her job to show such care and most attendants on the plane had perfected that one look. However, he had a feeling that Eliana truly cared.

Roman quickly settled back in his seat much to the relief of the older lady. The last thing he wanted was to get caught staring which would give him a bad chance at getting with Eliana. She already thought he was too much. He closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep as he heard her footsteps coming closer to his seat. His eyes flew open instantly as the smell of her perfume consumed him. Yet another thing about her he couldn't bring himself to get used to.

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