I Was Called His
av'
ss my flight. My cousin is getting married this weekend. After
ds. But we make friends every day. I don't have time to flirt with a slim beauty who passes her best smile at my side. I wink at her, but I don't stop my feet. I'm exhausted. I want to re
to take a nap. My eyes freeze when I glance
irst time I saw her was when she had come to our store. I still r
ul than before! I don't wanna use
s her head over her knees. Her long dark brown wavy hai
unglasses. I don't know what she would think about this look. I want to see how she behaves with a strang
? "I ask her to star
hansson. Her lips are full, slightly red, and glossy. Her creamy skin is flawless a
isgust. She glares at me. I hold back my smile, " Excuse me." She says to
lp you, ma'am?
of my eyes? I don't want this shit aroun
ned. I thank t
n rude, man! B
I respect girls. " I couldn't t
ent, you big oaf! Don't compel me to be worse." She c
lready killed me with her mesmerizing eyes
now, I couldn't take her misbe
since the day I s
ock. "I'm sorry. " She almost squeals and clamps her mouth with both hands. I d
ay to another seat now, "You're forgiven." I lea
ame of love
her other fingers. I want to reach her hand and wrap my fingers around
u, God. I won't let her go away from me n
yself for using this stupid hood thing on her. She is looking sad
g by plane. " She says as she throws her
sick. I want to hug her. But she could slap me. I do
I'm going to be sick." She says, her voice was telli
e she has a habit of dieting. I'm fearin
it, you know." She quickly glances at me
, Gosh! I
again. I want to capture every moment with her. But first I need to know, is she married or single? Und
I can invade her handbag and find
r to be single. I want her to be in a conversation with me, so she could forget
me the honor to
tely she pulls it back. It startles me. But it is her first journey on the plane. So I shoul
! ' But I don't
r eyes. I can't see her like this when I know I can help her. I put my hand on the back
an angel
at me after that. I gaze at her. Her lips part in a huge smile as she stares out of the window. S
her bottom lip and s
She's kil
and blinks innocently. "Suhana! " She glances at me with parted lips. I like my effe
e better,"
Instead of answering, she turns to look out of the window, "Are you
...." She stops, biting
hat's not a good sign. But I'll try
keep silent and wa
ng. She sleeps quickly. I was waiting for
ing is fai
I quickly opened her passport and other documents. There is written her father's name instead o
. Perfect, I'm twenty-six. I regret that I have waste
startle and hate me. Before anyone could see me and put an accusation