CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE

HAYDEN

“Hayden, Valen didn’t have to squeeze Curtis’ hand like that today.”

I smiled. “No? He’ll learn soon enough you are my woman.”

“Hayden, I wasn’t supposed to have a boyfriend during college.”

“Are you admitting you’re my woman.”

She smirked beneath her hand, while glancing out the window again.

“The only time you admit that you’re my woman is when I’m eating your pussy.” My hand gripped her thigh.

Lydia’s hand flew over mine as her head hit the leather seat biting her bottom lip. Her chest heaved in and out. I threw the car in park once through her apartment gates. Lydia reached over grabbing my face shoving her lips into mine.

She pulled her face back just a little. Her eyes raked over my face. “Hayden, yes I’m your woman,” she swallowed hard.

I sucked on her perfect lips over and over again. Finally, I released her.

“Let’s run upstairs and grab what you need. Also, I changed our flight to 5 a.m. Once we land we’ll do some light shopping then head to dinner.”

“Hayden, I need to at least take a shower.”

“That’s cool then we will head to the airport.”

“Ok.”

~

We walked out the door of my building toward the ivory Maybach. Valen opened the door for Lydia and myself.

“Hello again Valen.”

“Good morning Ms. Carmichael.”

Lydia slid across the seat.

Valen loaded our luggage in the trunk.

Lydia eyes scanned the car in awe. “Hayden is this your car too?”

I slid in next to her. “Yes.”

“It’s beautiful.”

“Thank you.”

Valen pulled out onto the street toward Peachtree St. “Mr. Gaster, we will arrive in Kennesaw in twenty minutes.”

“Thank you.”

Valen rolled up the Partition.

“Why would he do that?”

“I like my privacy.”

“I see Hayden this is normal to you impressing young women from the hood.”

“Um no, and you are not from the hood.”

Lydia slid over to the window on her side of the car. She opened a bottle of water then tapped the button, watching the roof retract.

Her hands flew over her mouth. “I’m so sorry! I thought it was a small roof.”

“Its ok. Stand up.”

“What?”

“Go ahead and take in the morning air.”

Lydia stood on the seat. “Whoa!” she raised her hands to the sky.

I stood up next to her. “I’m the king of the world!”

Lydia laughed hysterically.

We breathed in the morning air. She reached over running her fingers through my wild hair in an attempt to tame it in the morning breeze. We fell back down inside the Maybach before we turned onto the highway. Lydia laid her head on my shoulder watching the sunroof close. I kissed the top of her forehead. Her arm wrapped around my waist.

We drove onto tarmac. Lydia sat straight up. “Where are we?”

“At the airport in Kennesaw.”

We came to a halt. Valen opened the door for us. I extended my hand for Lydia’s.

“We aren’t flying commercial?”

I smiled. “No, baby we’re not.”

She glanced over her shoulder as she boarded the plane. “Goodbye Valen.”

Valen waved goodbye to us.

Lydia stepped onto the plane. “Hello.”

“Hello,” the flight attendant replied.

Shit, I forgot to request a different flight attendant, I thought.

“Good morning, Arodia.”

She smirked. “Good morning to you, Mr. Gaster.”

Lydia nestled into a window seat. I studied her face. She was happy. In turn it made me happy.

“Please fasten your seat belts,” the Pilot announced.

“You brightening my day. I could wake up to you every day.”

She smiled, glancing over at me. “Hayden, I’m beginning to feel the same way.”

“You are free to walk about,” Arodia announced overhead.

“Baby, I’ll be right back.”

She retrieved a text book from her backpack. “Ok.”

Slowly, I made my way to the galley kitchen. “Arodia can I talk to you a moment?”

“Of course, Mr. Gaster.” She placed the pot of coffee back onto the burner.

“I’m sorry.”

“For what?”

“You and I had sex up here. It was a one-time thing. I probably shouldn’t have.”

She stepped closer. “Mr. Gaster, you are a very handsome man. The sex was great. I really just needed to release some tension. Nothing’s wrong with having a little fun in the mile-high club,” she winked.

“I’ve never known you to bring a woman with you on a flight, anywhere.”

“I know.” I looked off to the right. “She’s special,” I smiled.

Her hands flew over her heart. “Mr. Gaster, you’re in love.”

“Yeah, I am even though I’ve only known her for two weeks.”

“Wow, you two are moving fast, traveling outside the country together.” She rolled her eyes.

I don’t think she expected me to admit I was in love with Lydia.

“Her name is Lydia Carmichael. Make sure you show her the same respect you show me.”

Her eyes flirted with me. “The same way Mr. Gaster?”

“Don’t mess with me Arodia. This can be your last flight on any of my family’s planes.

“I apologize Mr. Gaster. I’ll bring you both glasses of water and coffee.”

I nodded, turning on my heels, heading back to my seat.