Chapter 13

Nyla

Heinrich and I finally left the room to board the private plane. This one was much different from the first one, but I could feel the masculinity that it holds. I remembered the first time we'd flown to Seychelles and how we kept our distance, but not this time.

Heinrich and I were sitting beside each other as we prepared for takeoff. I looked out the window before and said goodbye to New York. I texted the group chat and told them I'd be leaving to get back to Chicago and I'd see them when they got back. I hated to leave Molly, but truth is, this was no longer home for me. I took in a deep breath and as I turned from the window, Heinrich was already gazing at me.

"You having some last minute regrets?"

"No, this isn't home for me anymore."

"Where is home?" He asked with a raised brow.

I stared into those cool, grey eyes and I wanted to tell him anywhere that he was, is my home. But I didn't want to scare him with too much emotion. So instead I answered,

"I'm not sure."

Heinrich reaches over my lap and unbuckles my seatbelt. I take a deep breath and inhale his scent from his swift motion. His eyes and mine meet and I feel my whole body become an inferno from his gaze. I was about to speak when he puts his hand to my lips and kisses me passionately. I stand, lifting my skirt and revealing his home before he pulls me onto his lap while my hands found a home in his thick, black hair.

"No lies between us, do you understand?" Heinrich's voice was raspy and dripping with lust, his voice matched my juices. "In order for this to work, we have to be honest."

"I know," I said, placing my forehead on his and if it weren't for the magical night and day with him, you'd think this was the first time we'd seen each other.

"I'll hire movers to get your things while I show you the house and the door to where that key goes to," Heinrich said as he stroked my back and our breathing mingled as we just sat in silence.

"I'm beginning to see that you like me on top of you."

"On top," He says cupping my right breast and placing a kiss to my nipple through my blouse. "Underneath," A pinch to my nipple causes my lips to part and a moan to escape my mouth. "Behind," Heinrich licks the inside of my mouth and shudder, closing my eyes to await more. "But do you know my favorite spot to be, Goddess?"

I try to speak, but it's as if I've been without water for days and my throat is dry, in need of hydration. I finally speak and it comes out in a breathy whisper, "No, tell me."

Heinrich pulls me closer into him with the arm that's wrapped around my waist and says, "Inside of you."

My eyes flutter open, waiting to see a cocky smile on his lips, but instead, I see the look he always gives me. The one where he's searching for an answer and I give him one. I place my lips on his and kiss him so deeply that I feel my toes curl as his strong hands caress my ass. There's no plane, there's no sky and definitely no other people on this plane to stop us from living in this moment. I believe, even without being in the air, I'd feel as if I was floating and feel my heart skip a beat.

Heinrich breaks the kiss and I feel the emptiness he's left me with by taking his mouth from mine.

"Nyla."

"Yes," I said while catching my breath.

"I love you."

If words could make you spontaneously combust, I'd burst into flames right here and now. I couldn't speak, so I just stared at him in disbelief.

"Please say something."

"Are you saying this because you think you have to or bec-"

Heinrich stopped me in mid-sentence and smiled sweetly before saying, "I'm saying what I feel."

I tried to hold back and not let my emotions take over me, but this is Heinrich and he's sitting here 4,000 feet in the air, telling me he loves me. I've waited so long to hear those sweet words leave his mouth and now I'm sitting here like a mindless idiot. Heinrich took my hand, placed it to his mouth and the tears started.

This moment was just as beautiful as any and the man before me is everything I'd ever dreamed. He's not all about romance and yet he's the most romantic man I've ever known. I close my eyes trying to stop the tears when I feel the warmth of his touch on my cheek. I open my eyes and just as I finally went to open my mouth, his mouth kissed mine and then his tongue touched my skin as he licked the trail of tears away.

"I love you," I say breathlessly.