~~ETHEL~~
I'd been on Keanu's private jet two times before, but it still took my breath away.
The interior was all cream leather and polished wood, and it was spacious enough to not feel like we were in a plane at all. There was a sitting area, a bedroom in the back, and even an office setup.
Keanu settled into one of the large seats, pulling out his laptop, while I took the seat across from him, trying not to gawk at the luxury surrounding us.
Within minutes of takeoff, a flight attendant appeared with a cup of hot chocolate for me, a cup of coffee for Keanu, and a plate of warm pastries.
"Can I get you anything else?" she asked with a professional smile.
"No, thank you, Andrea," Keanu said. "We'll call if we need anything."
She nodded and disappeared toward the front of the plane.
