All Chapters of THE PILOT'S EX WIFE: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

It was an ordinary dawn in the city of angels. The streets never fell asleep, the lights were never turned off, and the sounds never fell silent.Blair sat amidst the white sheets of her bed, still working. Even though she was away from the office, she liked to keep up with her commitments. In this luxurious hotel room, she was alone, bathed in the incessant lights of downtown. Jean always made a point of reserving the best rooms for her daughter.She heard repeated knocks on the door, and found it strange at first. It was late for room service, and she wasn't expecting Drake. They would see each other the next day, on the boarding runway.Blair got out of bed and walked to the door. She didn't bother putting on a robe over the red nightgown she was wearing, even though the fabric barely covered her legs. When she opened the door, the redhead found a uniformed woman carrying a tray. Although unexpected, it was room service.- "Good evening, Miss Collins. Your father has sent you a cup

- "Maybe dinner, so you don't think I'm a complete jerk."With that answer, she was sure that he didn't remember the promises, the words full of feeling and the sincere looks. It was a typical effect of alcohol, not something he wanted.- "That would be... lovely"When the man removed the hand covering his eyes, it was only to stand up. Ethan took off the leather jacket he had been wearing since last night and left it on the bed. His clothes were disheveled, as was his hair, and it made him look even more attractive than usual.- "I'm going to wash my face, and then I'll leave you alone."Blair turned to face Ethan. He was peaceful, and he didn't seem like he was going to act like he used to. The truth was that the man was used to waking up alone. He had never slept with a woman in his entire life. Ethan considered sleep a time of vulnerability, and sharing his weaknesses with someone didn't seem pleasant.- "Go for it"- "You bet," the slight smile that formed on the man's lips didn'

- "Don't run away from me again, and we won't have any problems"- "I won't run away"The wind blew Blair's red hair, and it seemed to blow away all her pain. Her worries were gone. Her fears were far away. Her bad feelings couldn't reach her. She didn't know David's forgiveness meant so much until she heard it.- "Friends?" David held out his pinky finger to Blair, like they used to do when they were little.- "Now more than ever" she also extended the same finger, intertwining them.- "My God, I missed you"The man pulled Blair into a hug. The second touch was less intense. There was no fear of making a mistake, or the feeling that something bad could happen. They were just two adults, people who had shared a past. She held David in her arms, happy that he was there.- "Me too. Thanks for coming."- "Hi, beautiful. I don't want to interrupt the moment, but we decided to order Italian food, since we have nothing but alcohol in the pantry" the hug came to an end when Drake's voice was

Seeing that part of the conversation was over, Susan walked over to the inspector's desk. She stopped next to Spencer, still looking at the redhead in the chair. That police officer wasn't sure about Blair's character, even after handing over the watch.Susan wore leather boots, dark jeans, and a jacket, which made the woman look more reserved. She had long, dark hair, which was tied back in a tight, low bun.- "So this is your undercover agent" he commented.- "Yes, Susan," Spencer confirmed.- "You told me you were an agent, but I just see a rich girl," the partner murmured, and didn't worry about the image she would project.The truth was that Susan was outraged by Spencer's choice. With qualified and available professionals in the department, she didn't understand how he could choose a civilian.Even though she was the daughter of a powerful man, Blair didn't have the qualifications to participate in operations. Even after the conversation with Rivera, which was a mistake on Colto

Blair was pleased with the approach she had made. It was certainly more than Spencer, or even herself, had expected. She applauded her own progress, knowing that she could do the job, even though Susan thought otherwise.- "I'm so sorry. Is there anything I can do? Maybe buy another dress, since this stain won't come out." Blair looked at the wet part of the dress once more, certain that it was a lost piece.- "No, dear. Let's not worry about trivialities. I'm leaving anyway." Dorothy tried to reassure the redhead.Blair was going to respond, insisting that Dora charge her with something. However, when the redhead thought of something to say, the bathroom door opened, and they both turned towards it.- "Is there a problem, mom?"The first few seconds were like a daydream. That symmetrical face, with no room for imperfections, that hoarse voice, which resembled the thunder of a rainy night. Ethan Banks stood before Blair, and all she could do was admire the black tuxedo that covered th