Eddie’s POV
“We will be descending into our destination shortly, Mr Esposito.” The flight attendant advised as she leaned down in nice and close, batting her eyelashes at me, “Is there anything I can get for you beforehand, and I do mean anything?”
“No, thank you.” I replied gruffly, not bothering to look up at her from my computer.
Private planes were convenient and the best way of travelling, but the number of times a flight attendant hits on you is unbelievable. It’s like they think that whoever is on the plane is a ticket to a new life. Of course, it never ends that way, it is a trip to the mile-high club, and then they were forgotten. I’ll be the first to admit that I was a card-carrying member of that club, hell my membership used to be platinum, but as hot as she was, it just did
