Chapter 7: In Dreams

Chapter 7: In Dreams

She leaned her head back and bit down on her lower lip, attempting to stifle the moan that threatened to burst out. He was down there, pressing his lips to the mound between her thighs. "Oh, God!" she moaned.

Her hands moved to her breasts, at first simply trying to hold herself together, then squeezing, pulling hard on her erect nipples. She was so wet for him. His tongue began to flick in and out of her and she felt like she would burst out of her skin. "Oh, Luke, oh God!"

He moved up her body, kissing and licking as he went. When he reached her face, he covered her mouth with his. She could taste herself on him and that made her even wetter.

"I want you," she growled, reaching down to take him in her hand and guiding him into her. At first he started moving in and out, excruciatingly slowly, then building to pound harder and faster…

Bella woke up with a gasp. She was reclined in her First-Class seat on her way to Edinburgh. When she looked anxiously over at Luke he was watching her intently. "Bad dream?" he asked.

"Um, yeah…" she replied, flustered, but recovering quickly. "I dreamed I was falling. Which sucks on a plane. How much longer, do you think?"

"Dunno, coupla hours I'm guessing. Are you ok?" he asked.

She felt as though he could see into her thoughts, and the idea caused her to blush. "Um, I'm fine, just a little…disoriented. Why? Was I talking in my sleep?" Please, God, no!

"You kind of mumbled a little. Falling dreams are a bitch," he said, but he continued watching her curiously.

"I'm going to go to the…" she motioned toward the lavatory. Luke put up his tray and allowed her to squeeze past him and out into the aisle. "Be right back."

He watched her move up the aisle, noticing her ass appreciatively. God bless a skirt that hangs in just the right way. He wasn't sure what she'd been dreaming, but he'd be willing to bet it wasn't falling. The blush was a dead giveaway. He was almost certain he'd heard his name, too. "How 'bout that, Cowboy?" he muttered to himself. Very interesting…

In the lavatory, Bella looked at herself in the mirror. "Pull it together, girlfriend," she whispered to herself. She splashed water on her face then dried off with a paper towel. Making her way back to their seats, she saw that he'd ordered for them, wine for her and Scotch for himself.

"I thought you might like a drink," he said.

"Good idea," she replied, and she sipped gratefully. "Maybe we should talk about the show, how you see this going. Did Charlie tell you we still have to come up with a name for the show? Right now, the working title is 'Travel Show.'" She rolled her eyes. "I know I have some ideas to put in the first episode. Like, for instance, when we get to the airport I'd like for you to get some establishing shots, you know, shots that people will recognize as Edinburgh."

Luke looked at her incredulously. Was she kidding? She was going to tell him the kinds of shots to get? What was next, maybe she'd tell him how to turn on the camera.

"Establishing shots. Now why didn't I think of that?" he quipped sardonically.

Bella looked at him. "Was that offensive? I didn't mean…I just…well, I want what I want. Just wait until we edit," she laughed. "I've been told I'm a little controlling. I prefer to call it particular."

"Well, as it happens," Luke began, "I have spent some time in Edinburgh. I have a buddy who owns a pub there. And his family runs the Three Labels Scotch distillery."

"Really? That sounds cool!" she replied. She jotted something in her reporter's notebook. "We don't really want to cover hotels and tourist places, right? I mean, everyone does that. We need a unique angle. I like the idea of meeting a local business owner, really getting a feel for the place from the perspective of someone who lives and works there."

"Sounds like a good place to start," Luke answered, his momentary irritation forgotten. Bella was smart, like Charlie had said. Probably a bit of a control freak, too, which she admitted. He sipped his Scotch thoughtfully. Whatever else, this was definitely going to be an adventure.