They boarded their flight at 12 noon.
Sarah and Ryan were inseparable. They sat holding hands in the flight. Sarah asked him, how many hours the flight would take to reach from Missouri to Venice. He lovingly replied that they would reach in about 15 hours and 9 minutes.
They were sitting so close that the heat of her body penetrated his suit and drove him half-mad with want. Without a second thought, he reached over and turned her to face him. "You are beautiful. Beautiful as the stars. Do you know that darling?"
"Right." She chuckled.
"I am serious." Transfixed, mesmerized, he lifted one of her dangling curls, winding it around his finger. "Your hair is like moonbeams," he said.
She gave him a gentle smile.
He then bent down his head and brushed his lips over hers, once, twice, bef
