Dare to Dream

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Gina walked to the plane and climbed the three steps and stepped inside the jet.

“Oh my God,” she exclaimed as she looked around the interior.

It was like something out of a movie.

There were ten large plush, leather chairs, with tables between them. The interior was all polished wood and leather. Thick black carpet lined the floor and there were even tiny curtains in the oval windows.

“You like it?” Dylan asked.

She turned to Dylan.

“I don't know what to say. Whose is it? I mean, is it a friends?”

Dylan laughed slightly.

“No, my darling. It is not a friend’s.”

Dylan took the suitcases from Keith and stored them in a closet near the door. He made sure the door was locked.

“I have had this jet for a couple years now. This is the smaller one. I have a larger one for when the whole family travels, but that is in our hanger at an airfield just outside Toronto.”

“Its unbelievable,” Gina gasped as she sat in one of the chairs.

“Oh my God. These are so comfortable.”

“You ready to shut down, Dylan?” Keith asked as he stood in the planes doorway.

“I think so,” Dylan said.

Keith stepped back outside and after pushing the stairs into its recession, he closed the door to the plane.

Dylan secured it.

“Is the pilot here already?” Gina asked.

“He is now,” Dylan replied, offering his hand to Gina.

Gina took it.

“What now?”

Dylan led her into the cockpit of the plane.

“Sit here,” he said pointing to the co-pilot’s chair.

“You?”

Gina could only say the one word.

Dylan helped Gina into the seat and made sure she was strapped in properly.

He gave her a quick kiss on the lips.

He then sat in the pilots seat and strapped himself in.

Gina watched as he flicked switches and pushed buttons.

“I have no idea what you are doing, but it is impressive.

And kinda sexy.”

Dylan leaned across and kissed her again.

“Ready?” he asked.

Gina’s green eyes were wide and she could hear her heart beating.

She simply nodded and turned away from Dylan, looking out excitedly through the cockpit window.

Dylan spoke into the microphone of his headset.

“This is private jet, Rebel 1, requesting permission to take off.”

“You are cleared for takeoff, Mr. Lambert.”

Dylan reached across and put a headset on Gina.

“So you can hear me,” he said in the mic.

Gina smiled.

“I hear you.”

Dylan slowly moved the jet out onto the runway.

Gina let out an almost childish giggle as the jet started to move.

Dylan stopped the jet at the end of the runway and turned to Gina. 

“Ready.”

Gina simply nodded.

“Here we go,” Dylan exclaimed, as he pushed the controls forward and the jet quickly picked up speed.

As it took to the air, Gina let out a playful scream.