A Long Flight Home (Chapter 1)

Melissa had always liked Andrew and when she saw him graduate she thought she would die because she had never told Andrew that she loved him(she had after some deep thinking realized that she indeed loved him) so as the summer came to an end she realized that he was gone and her last year of school started and as it went on she found she had no idea what she wanted to do but she always wanted to travel the world so to put herself through college she became a flit attendant.

As she traveled around the world she had many loves and great lovers (for definition please go to Spain) and as she went thru Europe she saw Paris and Venice and she traveled up and down Africa went to Australia for a night and Russia was beautiful during the summer. Her last stop on her way home was a lay over in Nice, France. She had been there many times before. It was probably her favorite city. As her taxi pulled up to her usual hotel she got out and thought

God I need a drink

She put her things in her room and headed down to the bar to see if she could get a coke. She did not need a hangover for the flight home. As she sat at the bar she thought maybe she could get some work done. She looked around, there was a couple almost twice her age, a group of men she could only think to be a bachelor party, and a family obviously on vacation from the states because they where talking in English and not getting that the waitress had no idea what they where saying (or she did and would not help because they weren’t even trying to speak French) and a very old man sitting alone in the corner.

As Melissa turned back to her work she heard a bit of a cough but it was inward like... chocking as Melissa turned around to see what was going on she saw a rather decent looking guy trying to give the choking man the Heimlich maneuver.
Oh but he does have a cutie friend and I think that cutie friend just looked at me. GO TALK TO HIM.

"Are you my present?" said Hottie

"What?"

"Boys get a song up my present is here"

"I am sorry what?"

"Strip, strip, strip"

"What!?"

"No, no, no, pierce dude that’s not her she’s a schoolgirl not a flight attendant sorry about him he is drunk... and horny" said decent looking guy.

Omg how could this be the hottie was taken AND thought I was a striper gross getting out of here "ok ya sure bye"

"Hey! Wait! what’s yo...."

Melissa almost ran to her room she was so glad to be leaving tomorrow morning.
As Melissa watched everybody board the plane she saw the 2 guys from last night. She cheerfully seated them, as she should. it was not until she was taking drink orders did they realize who she was. The hottie from last night was asleep probably with a hangover but the other guy was awake and as he looked up to give me his drink order he realized it.

"Hi, um sorry again for my friend we probably should have cut him off"

"That’s ok what would you like?"

"ummm...."

"Strip, strip, strip" came from the, what I can only hope was a dreaming sound asleep and wouldn’t wake until we landed, hottie.

Frick! The man sitting next to the window and the family across the isle are looking at me, luckily he stopped and fell back a sleep

"And what would you like?"
The man sitting at the window turned to her and said " i would like to go home"

"Well we are on are way sir but since it will be awhile would you like any thing else?''

"Well... Melissa I would like a ... I knew a Melissa once. I went to school with her. She actually looked a bit like you but she had red hair not blonde, and it was curly she was nice, I always had a little thing for her but she never seemed interested"

"That’s great sir but what would you like to drink " Melissa was getting annoyed because now the drunk (once was hottie) was squeezing her butt.

"Oh yes of course sorry just a coke don’t want to be like him" he pointed his thumb at drunkie and actually smiled for the first time "thank you sir"

"Actually it’s Andrew. nice seeing you again Melissa"

Melissa turned to him in amazement, she had long given up the girlish fantasy that she would see Andrew on a plane so when he described her in high school she dismissed it, and when he smiled and she saw that same type of twinkle she thought maybe but he was to old it could not really be him, could it?

"I’m sorry? "

"Wow, I thought you just didn’t want to bring up the past, but you really don’t remember me? That hurts"

"I remember a very strange boy in high school that sat in a corner and read but you, you have muscles and are much cuter" wow did she just say that !

Andrew chuckled softly "thanks I think? You look gorgeous, why didn’t we date again?"

"Well, you did not like me in high school, you always avoided me if possible I thought you liked
that one girl on the cheerleading squad?"

"Ashley? Are you kidding me? Besides, I thought you hated me all through high school. But since you apparently didn’t maybe when we get home we could go out?"

"Umm..." "Oh god, high school fantasy coming true, I’m not ready for this..." "Maybe."

Melissa did not talk to Andrew the rest of the flight. As they off loaded Melissa did not see Andrew leave, but she knew he was gone for good.
"I love you Andrew." she said aloud. "How could I have ruined this chance to finally get what I wanted! But, I had." She thought to her self.
As she walked to the parking garage she saw her car right where her friend said it would be. Then as she reached into her bag she felt a hand wrap around her arm, pulling her and turning her so that her back was against the car.

"Omg I don’t have pepper spra…… what the hell ANDRE…."

Then as she felt hot lips press against hers, full of want and desire she froze. He had pressed her back to the car, her arm pinned between them. She could feel her heart racing or was it his? As he finally lifted his lips to take a breath she swore she heard, "god how I love you."

"Ow" was the only thing that came out of her mouth, but he got the hint. He toke some pressure off of her to let her move her arm, but only for a moment because before she could think of anything else he had body slammed her against the car again. Not before he let out a very hot and low growl. She knew enough to know what he wanted, it meant that she better start participating or this was going to end and fast. Oh how she added to that kiss, she put her whole body into it with her newly freed arm she pressed him closer, if that was possible, with her other arm she ran up and down his rock hard abs, as she wiggled her body in a way that a very nice gondolier rower showed her, and how Andrew loved that. She heard a low groan coming from his chest, she broke their kiss and a little and out of breath, in a whisper she asked, " do you need a ride home?"