13. The Flight.

Blake's POV:

"Gentlemen, here are the drinks you asked for. would you be needing anything else?" The pretty brunette human air hostess to the jet Ryan had chartered us to go for our one-week vacation, bent over towards me, deliberately showing me her huge cleavage before she placed two glasses of whiskey on the pull-out mahogany table.

I smirked while looking away because as usual, nothing fancied me about her… Yeah, she had a pretty face with a well-proportioned body, but I just didn't feel anything… it was as if my emotions were slowly dying inside of me. I sighed softly and looked at Ryan.

'Dismiss her,' I ordered via mind link, and he nodded with his eyes.

"No thanks, we are good for now," Ryan, who was seated facing me, winked at her and she smiled.

" Please don't hesitate to call me if you need anything else," she made emphasis on the word 'anything' before she straightened up and gently brushed her well-manicured fingers on Ryan's arm which was resting on his seat armrest.

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