Gwen
It wasn't long after the bathroom incident that they called us to board our flight and within a few minutes of being seated, the plane started moving down the runway. I settled in next to Archer, leaning back in the most comfortable chair I have even sat my sweet ass on. It is like the chair is made just for me and it doesn't take long before I fall asleep.
I wake with a jolt as the plane makes a rattling noise, my hands reaching out to grab onto anything that is solid. Archer chuckles next to me and I realize it is his leg that I grabbed hold of, my nails digging into him. "Welcome back to the land of the living sleepy head." He says, placing his hand over mine. My body instantly relaxed at the touch and I allowed myself to sink back into the chair.
"How long was I asleep?" I as
