Michael had chosen a spot close to a window where he was sure to get enough to see. Zariel sat beside him, dishing out instructions to a hostess. There were only five people on the jet, including the two pilots and hostess. Michael appreciated the scarce number since he wasn't very bold around crowds. Inability to sleep and the anxiety he was feeling forced his eyelids shut.
He was oblivious to the happenings around him and couldn't say how long he slept, but when he woke up, he felt well rested. That was a good thing. As he moved his body, he felt a blanket covering him from his torso down to his feet.
Zariel who was looking through a magazine and sipping a drink, looked up and smiled when he noticed Michael was awake. "Hey. Did you get enough rest?"
The redhead smiled and stretched h
