He strapped her into one of the seats and then took his place beside her, holding her small hand in his own. Somehow, against all reason she still felt safe in his hands, even in a jet plummeting into the Pacific Ocean.
If these were the last moments of her life well at least she had found true love in them. Alex smiled at her and through the groaning of the fuselage and strain of the engines tried to reassure her.
"Don't worry sweetheart. Alex is a great pilot. The best there is. Way better even than me."
Alex is a great pilot?
She looked at the man next to her again. There was no way to tell the difference between the two to them. If Alex was in the cockpit then that meant she had just given herself to...
Oh my God, what have I done?
Her hand began to tremble as Sebastian closed his large protective fist around her fingers. He smiled and gave her a long, loving, reassuring look as the plane descended. He said one more thing but she couldn't hear the words and then everything went black.