Alec

I looked to Alec whose face was blurry, all I could make out were his eyes.

"Your eyes are pretty."

The corners of his pretty blue eyes creased.

"Yeah? Well, I just happen to think you have pretty eyes too little kitten."

I giggled.

Yep, giggled.

"I like your voice," I murmured as I leaned forward.

"What else do you like about me?" Alec's voice asked from a distance.

"Abs," I answered, "and your ass."

I heard laughter, but it was far away.

Everything stopped and my mind went blank, the last thing I saw was a pair of pretty blue eyes staring down at me before darkness consumed me.

I was uncomfortable.

The mattress on my bed was either lumpy as hell or Storm's paws were underneath me and were digging into my back.

I wanted to tell him to move but my throat felt funny, like it was tingling.

I slowly blinked my eyes open and just as I was about to sit up I froze. I heard an annoying high-pitched giggle and it confused the hell out of me.

Who the hell was giggling?

I focused my eyes on my surroundings and after a few seconds I remembered where I was. I was on the plane heading to the Bahamas for Micah’s and Jason's wedding. I was just waking up but I didn't remember falling asleep. I remember freaking out about flying on the plane then Alec giving me a drink.

A drugged up drink to relax me... or to knock me out.

I wasn't sat upright like I thought I was. I was leaning to the right on a hard surface. Without being fully coherent, I still knew it was Alec's chest that I was leaning on and that was why my back was hurting.

I was about to sit upright and stretch so my back would crack but the giggling that I heard before sounded again and it fully got my attention.

Let it be known that I have no claim on Alec, he is my fake boyfriend and is on this plane as a favour to me. I don't like him in that way or want him to feel trapped from flirting with other girls.

That being said, he should not fucking flirt with an air hostess when I am lying across his fucking chest!

"What is goin' on here?" I asked in my firmest tone as I pushed myself upright.

It was hard though because I had just woken up and my voice was crackling. I doubt I sounded like anything other than a chain smoker.

I wanted to smile when the air hostess who was leaning into Alec jumped upright like a fish out of water.

"Good morning, sleeping beauty."

How dare he try and be nice when he was flirting with the air hostess while I was sleeping on him.

He was a free agent, but hello, I was laying on him!

I cut my eyes to him and glared. "Keep your tongue behind your teeth before I cut it off."

Alec's eyebrows jumped. "You aren't a morning person, are you?"

Was I that obvious?

"No, and I don't like mornin' people... or mornin's... or people."

"Wow, I'm a lucky guy to have you, baby."

Sarcastic pig!

"Blow me."

Alec snorted then looked to the air hostess who was still frozen like a statue.

"Are you okay, sweetie?" he asked her.

Sweetie?

Puh-lease!

The woman snapped out of her daze and focused on Alec, the smile that overtook her face was so big that I felt sorry for her cheeks.

"I'm great Mr. Slater, thank you."

"I'm great Mr. Slater, thank you," I mimicked the woman's voice.

The woman abruptly excused herself so she could go back to work. I didn't say goodbye or watch her leave, though I'm sure Alec did.

"You're fuckin' disgustin’. You couldn't wait to try and join the mile high club with air hostess Barbie until a time when I am not sleeping on you?"

I cracked my back, folded my arms across my chest and looked straight ahead.

"Keela?"

I set my jaw. "What?"

"What makes you think I'm not already a part of the mile high club?"

I snapped my head to Alec, unfolded my arms and shoved him.

"You really are disgustin'!"

"Don't knock it until you try it."

I scoffed. "I don't think so, playboy."

Alec's laughter stopped and a growl took its place. "It was funny the first few times you called me that but stop it now, please."

I smiled as I looked out the plane window. "I don't think so, playboy."

I felt Alec's glare so I turned to look at him and smiled when I found him all but drilling holes into me with his eyes.

"If looks could kill, I'd be dead," I joked.

"My pretty eyes won't harm you, don't worry."

Conceited much?

"Did you just call your own eyes pretty?"

Alec devilishly grinned then and it made me slightly uneasy.

"No, you said I have pretty eyes."

Was he high?

"Are you in your right mind? I have never said you have pretty eyes-"

"Yes, you have. Right before you fell asleep. You said I have pretty eyes."

I felt my face heat up.

It was the shite he gave me to knock me out that said that, not me!

"Did I say anythin' else?" I murmured.

Alec leaned in close to me and whispered is a slow, seductive voice, "You said you like my voice, my abs, and my ass."

I audibly gasped. "I did not!"

Alec snickered. "You did."

I was mortified, absolutely mortified!

"I hate you right now."

Alec laughed at me and for a moment my embarrassment subsided and anger took over as I gave him the finger.

"That was just rude."

"Sorry, I can't help it."

"Oh, so your middle finger has a mind of its own then?" Alex asked with an amused look.

I glared at him and said, "Yeah, and she was just sticking up for me."

Alec burst out laughing which gained us some attention from people sitting near us. I side kicked him in the shin under the table, making him hiss throughout his laughter.

"Do you ever shut up laughin'? You're like a hyena!"

Alec was still lightly chuckling as he said, "I'm a happy person and if that makes me like a hyena then so be it."

I shook my head. "No one should be as happy as you thirty thousand feet up in the air."

"We're actually under ten thousand feet, look out the window and you will see. Can you not feel us descending?"

I focused on the movement of the plane and actually did feel the decent.

"That means we're nearly there, right?" I asked, hopeful.

I could not wait to get off this plane.

"Yep, we're nearly there. Are you excited?"

Was that a serious question?

"One nightmare ends when I get off this plane and another one begins when I step foot in the Bahamas. I'm very excited."

"Are you always this sarcastic?"

"Yes."

"I'm in for a wild ride with you, aren't I?" Alec asked.

I glanced to him and smiled. "You have no idea, buddy."

We were off the plane, thank God, out of the airport, again, thank God, and now on our way to the Pink Sands Resort where Micah's and Jason's wedding would be. You can thank the Devil for that one.

I was tensed up and angry in the car on the way to the resort until twenty or so minutes passed and we came to a stop outside of a strikingly beautiful hotel.

"Oh my Jesus," I whispered earning a snort from Alec, which I ignored.

"It is pretty nice I guess," he mumbled.

"Pretty nice? It's beautiful! I've never seen somethin' so beautiful before," I said in awe looking out of the window.

"It's only a hotel."

I turned and looked at him. "Look at the detail, the layout and the settin' of it. It's like a beautiful back drop," I stated then shook my head. "It might not be that nice to you but I've never been away before, so this is gorgeous to me."

I was about to turn away when Alec frowned at me. "You've never been away before, as in on vacation? Ever?"