Damon.
At the other end of the plane, Willow sat quietly looking through the window as the stewardess was done taking her orders. I had wanted her to sit close to me, but at the same time, I didn’t want her to think that I am pushing everything to happen fast between us. “Do you need anything, Alpha Damon?” the stewardess asked her eyes down.
I looked away from Willow finally; it felt peaceful looking at her think about whatever was going on in her head. “Just a glass of wine will do.” I answered.
“I will be back soon.” The young lady uttered, and then bowed before she walked back into the mini station at the back of the plane.
Not to be a creep on this journey, I took a few documents with me to go through, but at the same time, I wanted to pay respect to Willow. This is the first ti
