Page 10 of Navigating His Heart
His hair was a little long on the top, and brushed his eyes.
She wanted to run her fingers through it.
Sighing, she took a bite of food, wondering why she couldn’t get him out of her head.
As she sat at the table, taking small bites of her food, she picked up her phone and looked at the photos.
She finally shoved the phone across the table and ate, then got up and walked to the bathroom, where she showered, then threw herself in bed.
She wouldn’t think of him. He wasn’t for her.
CHAPTER3
BO
Doing his last flight of the day was hard today.
He didn’t know why and he just chalked it up to it being a long week and that he hadn’t had much time off.
He was waiting for the plane to be cleaned and for the last pilots to get off when he could swear someone was watching him.
He looked up from his phone and saw a flight attendant on the phone, talking animatedly to someone.
He had seen the woman a few times. She was pretty for her age, and she was always nice to all the people when they came on the plane.
He didn’t feel a creepy vibe from her like he did with many other flight attendants.
She just seemed normal. She looked up when the last of the other crew walked off the plane and quickly hung up her phone and put it away; then she saw him looking at her, making her look down, her face flushing pink.
He knew women got flustered around him, and normally, it annoyed him, but this woman was funny, and it didn’t bother him like it normally would.
He walked onto the plane and sat down in his seat, waiting for the other pilot to join him.
It was a friend of his, Hudson Anderson. Hudson was a lot like he and West were.
Except Hudson didn’t like small talk and never gave the flight attendants the time of day.
Everyone thought he was a douche, but Bo appreciated it. Knew that Hudson was just uncomfortable around people, and they often talked about it when they flew.
“Hey there Bo. Long time.”
Bo shook Hudson’s hand, “Right? How have you been?”
Hudson sat down and shrugged, looking over the instruments and his flight book, and then, “Same old. Still a douche. I heard that one today.”
Bo shook his head, laughing softly, “I need to do that. West is nice to the girls, but I’m tired of their shit.”
Hudson snorted, “That’s why I’m a douche.”
Bo laughed again, “I like it.”
Hudson looked up, “I saw one of the attendants taking pictures of you earlier.”
Bo’s eyebrows raised, “Really?”
Hudson nodded, “Really.”
“Well, that’s a new one.”
