Falling For Her (ON HOLD)

Chapter one

I tap my finger against the arm rest of the chair, getting a little impatient with how long it's taking the pilot to take off.
They said there was a small issue with the engine, and I feel like they lied to me.

"How much longer!" I yell out the window from my private jet.
"Just a few more minutes sir." Says the co-pilot.
"It better be." I scoff, laying back in my chair.

I close my eyes, my hands in fists.
I take a deep breath in, then out, trying to calm myself down.
They both finally come back in.
"We are all set for take off." Says the pilot.
I give him a small nod.
I grab my glass of wine, and take a sip of it.
The sweet flavor coats my throats shirt I swallow. I make a small humming noise.

We finally take off, up in the sky, on our way to Sandpiper Day Resort in Florida, which should take about two hours.
I take off my black suit, leaving me in my collar, button up shirt, with a small pocket on the chest.
I lean my chair back, so a feet rest pops up under my feet.
I grab the TV remote, and turn it on.
Same old boring shows, as usual.
This is why I don't watch TV.

I let the TV play as I take another sip of my wine. I set the glass back on the table.
I run my fingers through my hair.
My phone starts to ring, but I ignore it.
It doesn't ring after that.
It must have been Mrs. Wilson.

I close my eyes.

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We finally land.
I put my suit back on, and and walk out of the airplane, the paparazzi already snapping photos of me.
I eventually got used to it.
They all yell my name, asking questions.
Aaron comes up to me, backing off the press and paparazzi, helping me get safely to my car.
I get in the back seat, and Aaron gets in the front.
We drive off to the resort.
Should be an hour away.
I grab my phone out of my pocket, and call back Mrs. Wilson.
"Sir, when would you like to reschedule the meeting with Cloud industries?" She asks.
"Make it the day after I get back from this resort." I say.
"Okay, time?"
"2:30pm." I say.
"Alright. Thank you Mr. Eaton."
I hang up.

"Anything new?" I ask Arron.
"No sir. Everything is running smoothly." He says, keeping his eyes on the road.
His black hair is all in a mess, the rubber cord connected to his earpiece hangs on the side of his face.
He fixes his black glasses on his face.
They are basically black sunglasses, but more professional.
He is in a suit as well.

"Good." I say.
I look out the window, and the outside of the road has lines of palm trees.

"We are about thirty minutes away sir." Says Aaron.

I don't say anything.
I finally get a week off from work, which never happens, because when you run a company that is well known around the world, you are usually to busy to slip in a break.

Aaron drops me off at the entrance, and I walk in.
No paparazzi yet.
Everyone stares at me.
I don't really mind it.

I walk into the resort lobby, and go to the front desk.
The woman turns around, and looks me up and down, blushing a bit.
"Tobias Eaton." I say.
She nods, and hands me the key to my room.

I turn around, and I walk up to the elevator.
I press the button to the top floor, and the doors slowly shuts.

The elevator goes upward, and I patiently wait for it to come to a stop.
When it opens, I step out, and I walk to my suite.
I pull out my key, and unlock the door.
I open it up, and the suite is all open, except the door to my bedroom.