Page 13 of One Eye Open (The BlackWater)

They flew back the next day. Cole ordered room service for breakfast and Maddie happily tucked in as a butler packed Cole’s things for him.

“You could do that yourself.” She said watching the guy flit about as Cole simply sipped his coffee.

“It’s part of the service with the suite. Why deny the man the job?” He’d said and she rolled her eyes.

A car picked them up from the hotel and they drove not to JFK but to a smaller, private airport where Cole’s gleaming white Bombardier was all fuelled up and the Pilot was waiting to greet them.

“Afternoon Mr Black.” He said smiling at them both. “We have an easy flight path today so it should be no more than seven hours. Weather looks good too so we’re not expecting any turbulence. All in all a perfect day for a flight.”

“Thank you.” Cole said before holding his hand for Maddie to climb on board ahead of him and she shook her head slightly before climbing up the small flight of stairs.

“What?” He asked.

“You. Sometimes you’re just…” She trailed off as she took in the interior. It was immaculate with four huge tan leather seats, a desk if someone chose to work and behind them a long, bench like couch that stretched all the way to back of the fuselage. It looked like the kind of jet you’d see in a rockstar or a rapper’s music video.

“Just what?” He asked already knowing where her thought was.

“Just you Cole.” She said opting to sit in one of the big chairs instead of the couch and kicking her boots off.

The Pilot’s voice came over the speaker instructing them both to buckle up for take-off and Cole took the seat opposite Maddie as the plane began to taxi down the runway before smooth as anything it glided into the air. Damn, Maddie thought, if this is what flying feels like she might have to quit commercial planes all together because this actually felt like they were flying, gliding, and not hurtling through the air in a tin can the way an Airbus or a Boeing did.

Cole unclipped his belt, and walked over to where the fridge was, grabbing a bottle of champagne and two glasses.

“I prefer the privacy of foregoing attendants so anything you want just help yourself too.” He said putting the bottle and the glasses down on the table in front of them.

“Anything?” She asked and he laughed.

“You just have to ask Maddie. I like to treat my guests very well.”

“Is that what I am right now? Your guest?” She teased and he laughed again.

“How would you like me to answer that?” He said.

Maddie bit her lip not sure if she did want him to answer at all. “So seven hours.” She said leaning back in her chair and stretching out. “What can we do to stay occupied for seven whole hours?”

Cole laughed popping the champagne and passing her a glass. “My pilot is very discreet.” He said filling her glass up.

“Oh really?” Maddie quipped. “You mean this is a regular occurrence then? Bringing girls onto your private jet?”

“Not regular no. You’re the first. And you’re not just any girl Maddie.” He said seriously and she half gulped. They’d both avoided this avoided any conversations about what they were, what their feelings were, all of it. It was easier that way, easier for Maddie and she was grateful that at least in this Cole wasn’t pushing, wasn’t forcing her, was just accepting whatever she was giving.

“How do you know he’s discreet then?” She asked curiously.

“Because Brandon and Charlotte have used and abused this jet for a while.” Cole said taking a sip of his champagne.

“Urgh.” Maddie said and Cole laughed.

“It’s always cleaned.” He stated.

“Should that make me feel better? My boss has had sex on this plane.” Maddie said.

“And the CEO of the company you work for is going to fuck your brains out on it.” He said and she gasped.

“You are so sure of yourself aren’t you?” She replied. “So damn certain.”

“I know what’s going to happen. What you want to happen Maddie.” He stated. “Besides I bet you’re more than wet for me already.” He added and she got up moving to the couch and sat down shaking her head at his arrogance.

He carried the two glasses over and sat beside her and she sighed before giving in and sipping hers. It wasn’t like she was really going to put up a fight anyway, because Cole was right, she was more than happy to let him fuck her for seven hours if that’s how he wanted to spend the time.

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