“I’m bored.”
Apollo made a grunt of acknowledgement, and shifted slightly so my back jostled against his shoulder. I adjusted my position in response; like a magnets.
“Apollo!” I moaned when he didn’t say anything. “Talk to me!”
He sighed, and laid his book down on the free seat that was next to the window. We were on the plane now, having pulled up the armrest between us so our bodies could be closer pulled together. His hand gripped my hip, possessively almost.
I looked up at him with big brown eyes, seeing his framed by a pair of sleek, black glasses. He tilted his head to the side as he stared at me.
“What would you like me to do to entertain you, sweetheart?”
“Tell me what the next surprise is!” I said immediately.
Apollo laughed indulgently at my eagerness, as though I were the cutest thing on earth, and used his free hand to drag my body so that it practically lay half on top of him. My leg now slung over one of his, I laid my hand on his chest and gently itched it with my blood-red nails over his shirt. His next sigh was one of appreciation.
“I’m not gonna’ lie to you, this is better than my book,” he told me, eyes closed, a small smile curling at the edges of his lips.
I giggled and used my free hand to creep under his shirt, resting it on his hard abdomen. We sat in silence for a few moments while I stared at him, until I couldn’t help myself. “You look sexy with your glasses on, baby.”
He smirked and opened his eyes. “I would think so,” he said knowingly, slowly, “considering you always like to make me wear them in bed.”
Another quiet laugh omitted from my lips, nose scrunching up slightly.
“It’s quite bad, actually. When I’m old and my sight is terrible, you know what I’ll have to say, doll?” He raised his eyebrows at me accusingly and gently tapped me on the nose. “I’ll say, “I’m sorry, doctor, I wore my glasses when I didn’t need to, such as when spanking my girlfriend.”” We both knew his sight would never get bad, though. It didn’t happen to his kind.
“Apollo!” I hissed, looking around in fear somebody had heard, though even when I did actually see a lady looking at us judgmentally, I couldn’t help but giggle in secret excitement. “Ssh!”
Apollo chuckled quietly. “I’d suggest we renew our membership of the Mile High Club, but we’d have to be fast and I don’t want you sore for later.”
My eyes widened again with excitement; I latched onto the mention of this evening. “What’s happening later?” I asked eagerly.
As I expected, he gave nothing away and merely shook his head. “I’m telling you nothing, Cora, believe me.” His eyes went hard as he leaned down closer to me, putting our noses mere inches away from each other, and said, softly, “I know you have none, but you’ll have to muster some patience from somewhere, doll.”
My breathing hitched, my underwear suddenly became wet; how on earth would I be able to wait?
***
When we arrived in Colorado, I felt much less refreshed than we’d I’d left my apartment this morning. The mirror alerted me my hair was just as voluminous, my makeup perfect, clothes uncreased. Still, I felt a little groggy, and I leaned into Apollo all the way to the cab that would take us to my parents’ house.
I still couldn’t quite believe he had done this for me. Any one of the countless presents I’d found that morning would have been enough, but this? Flying me over to see my parents? Some may have thought Valentines Day deserved to be private, but nothing could override the total awe in which I regarded Apollo now. He’d done this for me?
