She looked very familiar to him, he felt an instant attraction to her as if they'd known one another. He introduced himself to her and she reached out and took his hand.
An incredible rush of desire coursed thru both their bodies as their skin touched.
Each of them not wanting to let go, their eyes meet and he see deep pools, calling him in close to her, he gets his first smell of her perfume. She, looking at him with his creased trousers and extra starched pressed shirt, his epaulettes bearing the rank of a senior pilot and the silver wings on his chest, could feel the commanding power of the man before her.
His eyes draw her to him, the controlled strength of his hand in hers and she is not letting go either. The flight attendant peeks in and the captain assures her that he will tend to her needs.
He finds himself unable to leave her or let go of her hand and she does not pull it away. She ask the captain to please sit with her if he is able. He tells her that the plane is in good hands with the co-pilot and joins her.
They enjoy a few moments of small talk each learning the others back ground. Their conversations flows with ease, each listening intently of the others stories. In what seemed only moments an hour had passed. The couple decided to join each other for dinner in London upon their arrival.
She watches him return to the cockpit, his frame strong and figure masculine. She leans her chair back and begins listening to the radio. A song from ADEL , Set Fire to the Rain, plays in her headset as she sips on her wine. She begins dreaming of her new acquaintance, letting the imaginary date play out in her head. She see them walking around Trafalgar Square admiring the giant black lion statues and towering monolith with Lord Nelson in the center. Her hand in his and their conversation flowing easy. She flinches, ducking into his arms as flocks of pigeons being fed by tourist take flight before them from the white marble cobble stones. She holds her body tight to his, feeling her breast on his chest, her face so very close to his. They look into each others eyes, and they can feel their souls touch. Swirling around like a drop of topaz dye in a pool of aqua blue. This is not the first time for these souls, for in some time past they have met. Their comfort and deep love once again embracing.
In her dream she kisses him, holding tight, their lips join and a flood of desire surrounds them like a passionate aura. Their cool lips together and warm tongues reaching for each other her mind is awash to identify this familiar soul. As he pulls away her mind snaps to the here and now, her heart pounding and her knees weak, she wakes with a panting breath, looks at her watch and feels her pulse beginning to recover. The captain is announcing their arrival into Heathrow and she prepares for the landing.