Chapter 5 5.

{ As he got closer, I gulped. His footsteps began to echo simultaneously with my heartbeat, I tried to take a deep breath, but I knew nothing was going to calm my racing heart, and the closer he got, the more my nerves pumped through my veins.}

EMILY'S POV

"Alright, so as you can see Mr. Antony is not much of a talker, which is okay because you will run into some clients who are a bit on the arrogant side, and some others who are a bit more relaxed and friendly. Anyway, we're going to perform a walk around and make sure he is all settled and buckled in." Karen explained, and I silently nodded, still trying to calm my nerves.

This would be my first time getting on a plane after the incident from my previous job, and to say that my heart was racing would be an understatement. And a very tall and intimidating Mr. Antony was not making it any better.

When Mr. Antony entered the plane both Karen and I greeted him, however he simply brushed past us and barely even glanced our way. I found his actions quite rude, but who was I to tell the client off on his manners?

He simply strolled by us, and sat down pulling out his laptop.

It seemed KAren was used to his character, because she simply went about her day as though his actions no longer bothered her.

As we walked around making sure everything was in place, I pursed my lips as we got closer to him. It was a way to focus on my breathing, and I just hoped I didn't begin to sweat.

I hated being nervous, but given that it was my first day, I had no room for mistakes.

Karen approached Mr. Antony as she clasped her hands before her and addressed him with a smile, "Mr. Antony, it my pleasure to introduce you to Emily, she is the newest addition to our team and will be flying with us today."

"Its a pleasure." I smiled softly when his eyes flashed to me, and as a result, he simply hummed, and focused back on his laptop.

Rude much.

Karen cleared her throat softly, then she continued, "We are getting ready for take off, and I just wanted to know if you were ready?" And for a moment, he didn't reply, so I sent a quick side glance towards Karen, who still kept a soft smile on her face.

I tried to copy her actions, but his lack of acknowledgement was quickly getting under my skin, but after typing a quick note on his laptop, he closed it and packed it away, then he leaned back and finally acknowledged Karen with a firm tone as he said "of course." Then his eyes flashed to me once more, and my heart dropped.

Sweet baby Jesus, he was a "foreign handsome beau" as my mom would put it.

His well defined face was shaven and clean. His sharp straight nose fit well in with his square jaw, and defined cheek bones. His hair once again well combed and in place. His eyes a dark shade of brown, only highlighted by the overhead light above him.

His dark eyes simply brushed over my appearance, then he looked away, leaning against his arm, and brushing his fingers against his lips.

I took that as our dismissal.

His gaze was enough to have a heat envelope my skin, and I found my palms getting sweaty quickly. Something about the way he carried himself made me want to run in the opposite direction and quickly.

And I didn't even know the man, but he just seemed like bad news.

Or maybe it was my nerves?

I gulped as Karen nodded, and we walked away.

As we sat down and buckled in, Karen turned to me and found my questioning gaze and she smiled and said "I've flown with him a few times before, you get used to it. So, now that the client is settled and buckled in, we buckle in, and you dial *9112 on that phone." Karen pointed to a red phone, and I nodded, picking it up.

After two rings, the pilot answered and I assured him that we were ready to go.

As the plane began to prepare for take off, I leaned my head back against my chair, and I took a deep breath, in order to calm myself. I could already feel the dizzying nerves take toll on my body. My heart was already thumping against my rib cage, and every once in a while it felt as though it dipped to the pit of my stomach.

As much as I loved to travel, take off and landing were never my favorite.

"Nervous?" Karen observed after I let out an audible breath.

"Something like that." I giggled awkwardly, my hands pressing into the arms of the chair.

"Well I can't blame you. It's not a nice feeling, but I just try to think of my family back home. My husband and my two babies. Are you married?" Karen asked as she made small talk, which somehow helped me calm down.

"No, not yet." I chuckled awkwardly.

"Boyfriend?" She questioned as she turned her face to me.

"No, I haven't met anyone yet." I shook my head, giggling.

"What?" Karen asked as I kept laughing, though my heart leaped out of my chest as the plane sped up until we were off the ground and soaring through the air.

"I don't really catch anyone's eye, and even when I do, it's never anything strong enough to become something serious." I explained finally able to breathe as the plane began to level out, high above the clouds.

"Oh so you're one of those girls." Karen chuckled as she shook her head.

"What girls?" I asked raising an eyebrow skeptically.