Page 35 of Blue Moon

“How heartbreaking. But that’s so wonderful that he found love again. And I can’t wait to meet Paloma.”

“She’s great. She raised her sisters practically all by herself. Beck’s going to adopt them.”

I was blown away. What an amazing story. I was excited to get to know Sawyer’s friends and get a glimpse into the personal lives of these pilots.

Sawyer carried my luggage into the bay of the support plane that would follow us. I pondered riding with my bags for a second—at least I’d be guaranteed no stunts.

I stared at the massive blue jet on the runaway. Just looking at it made me ill.

I punched Sawyer’s arm. “So, do you promise not to do any tricks in the air?”

He smirked and replied, “Yup, I promise. But you still have to wear a flight suit.”

I pursed my lips. “Really? Why?”

He grinned. “Because you look smoking hot in it. The entire time you were flying with me, I was hoping your tits would pop out. Why do you think I did so many flips?”

“Oh my god! Really? I’m so embarrassed. And you’re horrible.”

He squeezed my ass then cupped my face. His lips took mine, and I melted into him. Our chemistry was explosive.

I knew he wouldn’t sleep with me yet, but I couldn’t wait to spend another night with him.

We boarded his plane. And this time, I wasn’t scared.

The entire ride was smooth and calm. Sawyer honored my wishes and didn’t do a single flip. I wanted to post a quick story about my private plane ride but decided against it. Social media detox was a struggle.

A few hours later, we finally touched down in Seattle. Light rain greeted us, but I didn’t mind it. I was enchanted by the drizzle and grey, which was so different from the warm yet foggy weather back home. The chilly temperature built a strong desire in me to cuddle up with Sawyer, preferably by a crackling, roaring wood-burning fire.

Sawyer checked in at the new base while I called my college friend, Raine. She was the coolest girl, a professional ballerina with the Pacific Northwest Ballet. I thought I might get her voicemail, but she picked up right away.

“Sol? Hey, girl. What’s up?”

“Hey, Raine. Totally random, but I just flew into Seattle.”

“Really? That’s awesome. We have to get together. I don’t have a show going on now or anything, but I still have practice every day. Let’s meet up for coffee soon, and you can take one of your pretty Instagram pictures.”

Great. That was what I was known for—taking pretty pictures of coffee. Would that be my legacy? Was it really what I wanted for myself? Raine lived to dance, and Sawyer was so passionate about flying. What would make me truly happy?

“That sounds great. I’ll have free time on most days. Text me the time and place, and I’ll be there.” I paused and then decided to tease her. “I have a secret to tell you, but only in person.” I was dying to tell someone about Sawyer.

“Oh, I love secrets. Okay, I will text you for sure. See you soon. Bye.”

“Bye.”

Sawyer was still meeting with the crew, so I had some time on my hands. I perused some Seattle hashtags and began plotting my trip. I needed to email Kelli soon.

Normally, pictures of the local delicacies and sights filled me with excitement. I didn’t know if I was feeling overwhelmed by my weekend with Sawyer, but for some reason, I didn’t have any desire to work on this trip.

An hour later, Sawyer finally walked out of the administration office with keys in his hand. “We have the night off, and I have a rental car. Where would you like to go? I’ve been researching the best places for you to take pictures. We could head to Pike’s Place Market or maybe the Space Needle?”

God, he was so wonderful! He was already thinking about what I wanted to do while I was here.

But he was dead wrong. I’d seen the most well-known sights of Seattle before. Spending time with Sawyer was the only thing on my mind right now.

“Actually, I just want to go back to the hotel room.”