Total pages in book: 53
Estimated words: 49006 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 245(@200wpm)___ 196(@250wpm)___ 163(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 49006 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 245(@200wpm)___ 196(@250wpm)___ 163(@300wpm)
The several boxes that keep piling in day after day are proof of that. I’d like to say I’ll go through them, donate what I no longer wear, sell the nicer designer items, and pair myself down significantly. Except I also know myself and realize that task will overwhelm and overstimulate me. I’ll end up a mess on the floor, and then I’ll stuff everything back in the boxes and save it for another day. Therefore, I’m keeping them in boxes and only taking out what I need a couple of days at a time. My theory for the time being is, ignorance is bliss.
“Well, that won’t do. Not at all,” Samuel replies before going back to looking down at his tablet. In moments like these, we’re allowed to have time to ourselves, with either a book or a tablet. As long as it’s discreet and doesn’t take our attention away from our passengers, we’re good to go.
“Nope, I’ll make a pit stop before coming back for my next shift.” I reach into my bag, which thankfully, I didn’t need to really use except to grab my own tablet to do a puzzle until we’re closer to landing or until the seatbelt light goes off.
“Hey, Maci,” Samuel interrupts me right as I pull out the pencil to start dragging the pieces into their rightful place.
“Hey, Samuel,” I say, looking in his direction.
“I know this is kind of sudden, and hand to all things holy, I would not suggest this if I thought you weren’t capable. Plus, I’m the one who trained you, so of course, you’re utterly amazing.” He flicks the pen from his tablet my way. While this is all great and an ego boost as well as a confidence boost, I’m left wondering where he’s going with this sort of praise.
“Thank you. I like to say I learned from the best.” I send him a smile. He throws his head back and laughs, somehow managing to keep it on the quieter side. I’m sure since he’s been with this airline for almost ten years, he’s learned a lot of tricks and how to stay behind the scenes.
“From the moment I met you, I knew we’d be friends in work and out of work. Anyways,” he exaggerates the last word in a whisper-like hiss.
“What? I only speak the truth.” I go ahead and put my pen back in the case, not wanting to lose it if we hit a bout of turbulence. I only hope if that does happen, my stomach doesn’t decide to go topsy turvy again. Sadly, the incident during our lunch break hit again after eating. I popped into the store, grabbed some anti-nausea medicine, and everything has been good so far.
“Now who’s being good to whose ego,” Samuel tacks on. “Okay, like I was saying, I may or may not have put your name in the system I do side work for. The agency only helps exclusive private jets, and what we make is a lot, like a lot, a lot. Enough to help pay off those pesky bills you’ve been paying the minimum on.” I perk up at the thought of making extra money. This job is paying the bills. It’s also helping that I live at home and my parents aren’t asking for any sort of payment in the form of rent.
“Tell me more.” I cross my legs, place my elbows on my knees, and move in closer to hear the rest of the conversation. Silently hoping along with crossing my fingers that this isn’t too good to be true.
“Well, they emailed me and asked if I knew anyone available. Seeing as how you’re on my schedule…” Samuel gives me a pointed look like he made that happen. I mean, I wouldn’t be surprised if he did. He has a lot of pull with him working here for nearly ten years. Call it hypocritical of me, but I really hope he stays after instead of retiring like he mentioned during a training session. He’s been my built-in best friend. I even told him about Tysen and our night together, and that was after I glazed over Chad the chode. Obviously, the saying to get over someone, you should get under someone else really hit home. It also proved to me that I’d been with Chad out of comfort and not love. I mean, we’d been together for years, yet he never proposed, and I never suggested it. Still, I didn’t like finding him with his dick in someone else. Along with everything else happening, I had to schedule an emergency gynecologist appointment for a full blood panel plus a pap smear. The last because it had been too long. I’d told the doctor I’d be leaving town within the next coming days, and she rushed my orders over, having me come back a day later to tell me the results face-to-face, a standard operating procedure. I breathed a sigh of relief and let the waterworks free when she told me I was in the clear and everything came back negative.