The Proverbial War

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Colt looked forward and watched as the hot girl's crazy brother sat down. What had he just gotten himself into and why on Earth had he agreed to such an arrangement?

It had just seemed to slip out of him.

He gripped the glass hard in his hand to the point of shattering it. He had a strong desire for the man's sister, but that wasn't the reason for his agreeing to the brother's request.

The girl was hot, but hot or not he'd never agree to something like this. It had been something in the man's eyes. Something that couldn't be faked.

Colt looked around the plane area speculatively. What was going to happen?

He'd had a premonition of something imminent for hours. It's why he'd been awake to see the Polynesian chick straining on tiptoe for the handle above her head.

That impending sense of change had been at least half of the reason why he had believed her brother wasn't entirely crazy. Colt went back to his seat to wait and see what would happen.