#141 “Can you dance?”
As the routine airport checks winded down, Evelyn couldn’t stop yawning. The weariness from their eventful trip was catching up with her.
“God, I was dying to sleep,” she admitted, rubbing her eyes.
“On my plane, there’s a separate room where you can lie down and rest,” Alexander said, his voice offering a hint of comfort.
“Oh wow, we were going to be on your private jet?” Evelyn scowled.
“Why not? Having it, at least I could use it,” grinned Alexander, a touch of playful pride in his response.
“Sophia, keep this boy safe at all costs, “Evelyn teased, throwing a knowing glance at Sophia.
Sophia playfully poked her friend on the arm to silence her, and the three burst out laughing, the airport bustling around them.
During the final inspection, Sophia thought about something and frowned slightly.
“What’s wrong?” Alexander asked, recognizing the thoughtful expression on her face.
“What are we going to do with that selfie we took at Lisa’s restaurant? Megan is going to freak out,” Sophia said thoughtfully, her mind racing with considerations.
“I say we wait until we find information on Megan, and then I upload it,” Alexander suggested a mischievous glint in his eyes.
Sophia nodded, acknowledging the wisdom in his proposal, and proceeded through the metal detector. At that moment, Alexander’s phone beeped with a new message.
Alexander looked at the text and started laughing. He laughed so hard that Sophia turned to see what was going on.
“What’s so funny?” she asked with a smile, intrigued by his sudden amusement.
Alexander grinned and said, “Our wait is over.”
Sophia frowned, but Alexander handed her his phone. Sophia saw that it was a message from Kyle, which read:
“I caught her. I have the information you need, Alexander. Megan is going down.”
Sophia laughed along with Alexander, a mix of relief and satisfaction playing on her face. She shook her head, unable to fathom the extent of what Alexander went through to help her.
“You’re happy,” Alexander noted, a warm appreciation in his eyes.
Sophia looked at him, and instead of answering, she rose on her toes and wrapped her arms around his neck. She kissed him long and hard, the whirlwind of emotions finding expression in that stolen moment.
“I am sorry, but people are waiting,” complained one of the airport attendants, a mild irritation evident in their tone.
“When are people going to stop interrupting us,” growled Alexander, his playful annoyance contrasting with the lingering joy of the news.
As soon as they stepped onto the plane, Evelyn eagerly made her way to the relaxation room promised by Alexander. Meanwhile, Sophia headed to the bar and returned with a bottle of champagne in hand.
“This should be celebrated,” she declared, a playful glint in her eyes as she handed Alexander a glass.
“I uploaded the picture,” he confessed, a mischievous smile playing on his lips.
“Oh,” was Sophia’s only response, a mixture of surprise and curiosity in her tone. “Did Megan call you yet?”
“I have no idea; I turned off my phone. I wanted to spend time with you without anyone interrupting our attempts to kiss,” Alexander grinned, his eyes filled with a playful sincerity.
Sophia laughed, appreciating the sentiment, and clinked her champagne glass with his. The two settled into a comfortable conversation, sipping champagne, sharing laughter, andenjoying the privacy of the moment.
The soft hum of the plane’s engines became a soothing background melody as they relished the beginning of a new chapter, leaving the chaos of the recent events behind.
“Can you dance?” Alexander asked, extending a hand towards Sophia.
“Here? On the plane?” Sophia wondered, her eyes widening in surprise.
“Is there anything more romantic?” Alexander grinned at her. “Can you dance?” he repeated a playful glint in his eyes.
“I can,” Sophia replied. “Tango?” she added, raising an eyebrow provocatively.
“Great,” Alexander replied, the challenge accepted.
Sophia was stunned that he agreed. She didn’t expect Alexander to be versed in the art of the tango. To her surprise, he went to the cabin’s rig and played a sultry tango song. He then extended his hand to her in a polite yet inviting gesture, and Sophia raised an eyebrow, intrigued.
She smiled as she accepted his invitation. As the first notes of the tango filled the cabin, Alexander’s arms gently closed around her body, and Sophia took a sharp breath. The confined space of the plane transformed into an intimate dance floor for the two of them.
The dance was a sensual conversation, a series of orchestrated movements that conveyed more than words ever could, Alexander led with confidence, his steps matching the rhythm of the music. Sophia, caught in the dance, felt a magnetic pull, a connection that went beyond the physical.
As they swayed to the passionate beat, the chemistry between them intensified. The tango’s seductive rhythm mirrored the growing attraction between Alexander and Sophia.
Each step, each movement, spoke volumes, expressing a shared language only they understood. As the music reached its crescendo, so did the intensity of their dance.
In the midst of the heated dance, their eyes locked, exchanging a language of desire and unspoken emotions. Alexander’s gaze held a promise, a silent declaration that reverberated through the pulsating rhythm of the tango.
“You surprise me, Alexander,” Sophia whispered, her voice a sultry undertone, as their bodies moved in harmony.
He chuckled, the sound a low, enticing rumble. “Life is full of surprises, Sophia. Especially the delightful kind.”
“I think I’m getting used to all this,” Sophia replied.
“There’s no reason not to get used to it. Because I imagine our life from now on to be just like that,” Alexander declared, a confident smile playing on his lips.
“Aren’t you in a bit of a hurry?” Sophia teased, a playful smile dancing on her face. In response, Alexander smoothly spun her around and, with a practiced move, held her close against him.
“No, Sophia, I’m in no hurry. I have been waiting for you all my life, even though I didn’t realize that you were already in my life. And I believe that this time we will be able to make it to the end.”
“I told you that I’m ready to give us a chance, but that doesn’t mean that it will be the end of a happy fairy tale,” Sophia admitted, a note of caution in her voice.
Undeterred, Alexander pulled her even closer, ensuring their bodies moved in perfect harmony with the rhythm of the lingering music. Their faces were mere inches apart, their breaths mingling in the intimate space.
“I’m sure of us. And I’ll spend the rest of my life proving it to you,” Alexander declared with unwavering determination.
Sophia opened her mouth, perhaps to voice a counterargument, but before she could speak, Alexander silenced her by sinking his lips into hers. The passionate kiss enveloped them, and Sophia found herself surrendering to the warmth of the moment.
As their lips parted, the song came to an end, yet they continued to share a lingering kiss, their connection transcending the fading music. In that suspended moment, Sophia felt a blend of conflicting emotions.
She may not fully embrace Alexander’s unbridled optimism given their complicated history, and she knew there was a long road ahead before complete trust could be restored. However, for now, she chose to surrender to the magic of the moment.
