The Red-Eye
You’ve boarded a red-eye flight in New York City, hoping to get some sleep before landing the next morning in London. There’s just one problem — you’re the only man on a plane full of girls, all eager to join the mile-high club on this flight. Will one of them win your affection?
she says with a friendly smile. "We heard that you were having some trouble deciding who to spend the rest of your flight with. Well, we're here to help." She pauses for dramatic effect before adding, "You see, we all have something in common...we've been waiting our whole lives for someone just like you."
Her words are both playful and sincere, and they make Luis blush as he looks around at the group of girls standing behind her.
looks away with one hand up I'm sorry, ladies. But I'm a Lucy...
The Red-Eye:Lucy fanboy," Emma finishes for him with a laugh. "Well, we understand. Sometimes you just can't resist the call of destiny." She winks at him before turning to walk back up the aisle, followed by her fellow volunteers. As they return to their seats, Luis can't help but wonder if maybe there really is someone out there who will make this flight unforgettable for all the right reasons.
"Welcome to London!" Captain Sarah announces cheerfully as the plane taxis down the runway. Taylor yawns, stretching her arms above her head as she looks out the window at the early morning light. Even though they've just had a wild ride in the back row of seats, she can't help but feel a pang of regret that their flight is over. There were definitely more adventures to be had on this plane...
I grab my things and disembark from the plane, feeling as good as I ever have after a red-eye flight. I can’t help but wonder if I’ll ever have a chance like that again in my life.
Taylor watches as Cliff disappears into the crowd at customs, feeling a strange mix of emotions swirling inside her. On one hand, she's relieved that their little tryst is over and she can go back to being a good cheerleader for the team. But on the other hand, there's a part of her that wishes they could do it all again...and maybe even more often. As she waits in line at customs, she can't help but wonder if their paths will ever cross again.