Chris’s POV—
“I have arranged for this private jet because it will be more comfortable! I remember you were very nervous last time!” I said looking at Sammy who was seated on the opposite seat, facing me. We were in the mid-air.
“Hmm” she hummed and looked out of the window. Her face was calm and serene! What’s wrong with her? Last night she didn’t utter a word and even today till now she spoke nothing! She didn’t even smile at me!
“Sir, may I get a drink for you?” Jennifer, the air hostess asked politely smiling at me.
“Black Bowmore please.” I said returning into my professional and hard shell.
“Sure Sir. And for you Madam?” She asked Sammy, who simply smiled and said, “A bottle of water please.”
