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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