In a flight of panic, Stacey shoved Conor off, her eyes screaming a type of worry she couldn't hide.
It was evident that she hadn't fully experienced love yet.
Even with Matthew, her ex-fiancé, still in the picture.
To her, men were a mystery yet to be solved.
Conor laughed, his voice echoing deep within his chest, "We're riding some air bumps."
"Sure," Stacey agreed, nodding.
Of course, she knew.
This was not her first time on an airplane.
Conor moved a bit, fixing his tie.
Stacey, too, carefully adjusted her mask.
Just then, a flight attendant pulled back the curtain.
The flight attendant seemed to catch Stacey's unease, her look becoming mysteriously curious.
Stacey felt awkward.
She wanted to explain but couldn't find the right words.
She shot a helpless look at Conor, on
