Chapter Twenty - Nine - I don't know if it would work

Skyla

Brandon and I were on our flight to Scotland! I didn’t think I would be going back so soon, but I have to. I am happy he decided to come with me. We still had four hours of our flight, but it was okay because first class is comfortable. And the cabin crew have been taking great care of us. I didn’t think I would ever fly first class, yet here I am.

Brandon had fallen asleep about half an hour. I left him to it. I am happy reading. I glance over at him and smile. He is so damn handsome. My smile soon fades when I realise I have no idea what will happen between us after his week here is up. I am unsure if I can fly back with him for a bit. We really need to work it out. I don’t even know if long distance is something he would want. Would it even work? I have heard a lot of the time it doesn’t.

I wasn’t ready for us to part ways. I have become fond of him and fallen hard for him, and I truly believe it would break my heart if we ended things. Why did I think it was a great idea to start a summer romance when I knew I would need to leave at the end?

I shake my head and quickly turn away from. I can feel the tears build in my eyes. I wipe them away before they have a chance to fall. I feel guilty that he is coming with me, and I will barely be around.

I am also worried in case I run into my ex. He stays five minutes from my place. I have seen him since we broke up. I don’t think I was ready to see him. I’m over him, I don’t doubt that, but he still caused me some damage. I still get paranoid that Brandon will also leave me for someone else. I would never tell him that, but I do have those thoughts from time to time. I don’t think things would go down well if I ran into my ex while with Brandon. I will need to avoid him if I see him because Brandon will say something to him or worse. He hates him, and he has never met him, but because he hurt me so badly, Brandon can’t stand him.

I find my mind going into overdrive—a million things running around simultaneously. I close my eyes and take a few deep breaths, hoping it will help stop.

“Skyla, are you okay?”

The sound of Brandon’s panicked voice asks. Shit! He wasn’t supposed to wake up. I draw in one last deep breath before I open my eyes and turn to him.

“Hmm, yeah.” I lie.

Brandon reaches over and rests his hand on my knee, “No, you aren’t. What is wrong?”

I could be dishonest with him, but that isn’t how we work.

“Sorry, I got lost in my head.”

“About? Tell me what is on your mind.” He says softly and squeezes my knee.

“A couple of things. Us being one of them. What happened after this week, Brandon? And the other is I am worried in case I run into my ex. He stays close to where I do.”

My words come out in a whimper. Damn it! It wasn’t supposed to come out like that.

“If you see your ex, you tell me. If I am with you when you do, he better run,” he snarls.

I really hope we don’t because I don’t want any drams or Brandon getting into trouble.

“As for us, we will work it out. I promise.” He smiles and reaches in to kiss me softly.

“How? We are thousands of miles apart. The long-distance thing never works.” I whimper.

“We will manage, Skyla, okay? You need to stop thinking the worse. And the long-distance thing can work as long as we put the effort in. We can work it all out before I need to go back. You aren’t getting rid of me so easily, kitten. You are mine, and I don’t care if we are thousands of miles apart. No one else is having you.”

He says every word confidently and firmly.

“Okay, I trust you,” I whisper.

“Good.” He grins and presses a kiss to my lips, rougher than the previous one.

I moan loudly, forgetting for a moment we weren’t the only two here. He smirks into my lips and rubs my thigh. I pull back before we get carried. It isn’t the place or time.

“Behave,” I warn.

“Yes, ma’am. But I mean it, Skyla, we will be okay.” He smiles.

I nod, “I hope so.”

Brandon slips his arm around me, and I rest my head on his shoulder. He kisses the top of my head. I close my eyes and smile at the gesture.

“You should try to get some sleep, angel. We didn’t get much last night.”

We got a flight at seven this morning, so we have been up three. We only got a couple of hours' sleep. I can’t sleep properly if I know I only have a few hours.

“Good idea. I am tired.”

Brandon places a blanket over us.

“The rest. I will wake you up when food comes.” He insists.

I snuggle in as close as I can to him. I was ready to take a nap. Brandon tickles my arm, something he always does when I am trying to sleep because it helps. I always sleep better with him there. Another thing I will miss when we are apart.

I know he told me to stop worrying and that we will work it out, but I can’t help it. I sigh and slip my hand under his tee and rest my hand on his chest.

“Stop overthinking, Skyla.” He whispers.

“How do you know that is what I was doing?” I question and glance up at him.

He prods my nose, “Because I know you better than you know yourself. We will be fine!”

I huff and roll my eyes, “Yeah, yeah.”

Brandon chuckles and shakes his head, “Close your eyes and sleep. Don’t make me tell you again.”

“Yes, boss,” I reply sarcastically.

He winks at me. I snicker and snuggle back into him. I can’t wait to show him Scotland. Yes, I will be busy, but I will do what I need to make time for him. I want to show him around and let him fall in love with Scotland. It is something to look forward to. I just need to think about the positive things for now and work everything else out when the time comes.