*Isabella's POV*
We were at the airport, Damien and I, waiting for Jacob when the pilot came to address Damien. "We are all ready, sir," he said. "Five more minutes, Matthew," Damien replied and turned to me.
"I swear Jacob will never be on time a day in his life," he spat out in slight anger. Matthew? He's friends with his pilot too? I took a minute to take in Damien's look. I hadn't been paying attention to him since... well, since Jacob arrived. I remember why I always had a crush on him. With his jaw clenched and a serious look on his face. He was so loyal and kind to everybody. He was...
There he was. Sexy-on-legs Lancaster. How can he be like that so effortlessly? His smirk, his unbuttoned shirt, his aviators. I remembered our moment yesterday, in the office, and my chest became
