A second or two had gone by, and their eyes found each other. His dark eyes searched hers, and she was barely keeping it together.
He blinked, and his eyes fell on her slightly parted lips. She felt his heavy gaze on her lips and for a moment she wanted nothing more than to feel his soft ones on hers. At those thoughts, Liliana's tongue darted out as she moistened her bottom lip, and Frantz couldn't help it when his thumb traced her lip.
A shy blush made its way to Liliana's face as she realized what was happening and she couldn't help but wonder... What was she doing?
"Sorry about that folks, just a little turbulence, nothing to worry about." Paul's voice suddenly snapped the distracted individuals from their daze.
"I-I-I am sorry, that was very inappropriate of me." Liliana all but jumped away from Mr. Cavalier. Her cheeks flushed a darker red, as she avoided his eyes.
Mr. Cavalier on the other hand blinked confused, and slightly shocked at what just transpired between them. He was surprised that she was able to keep herself from kissing him. But shaking off his curiosity, he simply shook his head, and walked away quietly.
Once Mr. Cavalier sat down, his back to Liliana, she groaned silently as she plopped in her chair and hid her face in her palms.
She made a very big mistake. What was she doing cozying up to the boss?
Her actions made her flush with shame.
A few moments later she was joined by Chamille, and as soon as Chamille sat down, Liliana turned and muttered "I am a bad person."
"What do you mean?" Chamille asked, but instead of replying, Liliana simply shook her head and looked away.
For the remainder of the trip, Liliana did accompany Chamille, but she made sure she kept her eyes away from Mr. Cavalier.
She greeted him and pardoned herself as Chamille did, and though she could feel his eyes on her, she avoided his gaze at all costs.
She had no intentions of embarrassing herself any further today.
When the remaining six hours of the trip had gone by, the pilot alerted that they would be landing shortly. After the hostesses ensured that Mr. Cavalier was ready for landing, they sat down and buckled themselves.
Liliana-
"Okay, so when we land, Mr. Cavalier exits first, we take our belongings, and we are to greet the pilots to let them know that we are no longer on board." Chamille began to explain as the plane began to descend.
"Got it." I breathed out, as my stomach dropped when the jet lowered itself once more.
"Good. So, once we get off, we do have a personal driver waiting for us who will bring us to a hotel partnered with the company. There you can make long distance phone calls if you need to. When you're on your own, you will be given a schedule for how long the client will be staying, and whether you will be the one to return with the client. Because sometimes depending on how long the client is here for, the company may have you fly another client in the meantime. However, with Mr. Cavalier, he never switches a host. If you're on his trip, you stay as long as he's there." Chamille clarified, and once the wheels of the plane touched the runway, I breathed and nodded to let her know that I understood.
The planes rushed over the runway until it gradually slowed down to a full stop.
Once Paul had moved the plane and parked it, we removed our belts, and headed towards the door.
Chamille let me open the door, then we stood aside with smiles plastered on our faces, waiting for Mr. Cavalier.
A few moments later, he headed towards the exit. His eyes flashed to mine quickly, which caused my heart to jump out of shock, then he simply nodded at Chamille and made his way out, his driver already waiting for him.
Once he had driven away, Chamille and I grabbed our belongings, we bid the pilots goodbye, then we headed out of the plane just as our driver arrived.
As we drove towards the hotel, I felt like a kid on Christmas morning. I couldn't hide my excitement, as my eyes darted from left to right, trying to catch an image of the beautiful Roman architecture.
Chamille who saw my excitement chuckled as she asked, "first time in Rome?" And I giggled as I replied, "it shows huh?" Then I pushed myself back and sat normally as I continued, "I mean I've flown long distance to Rome before, however, my limit was always the airport. Never really had the chance to actually go into the city."
"Well we have an entire weekend in front of us, I'll show you around." Chamille offered, and with a nod I replied, "sounds like a plan."
As the drive continued, we both fell quiet. My eyes kept scanning the passing images of the bustling city, but my mind could barely capture the images due to my preoccupying thoughts of Mr. Cavalier.
I wanted to scoff at my pathetic behavior.
What was I thinking?
For a moment I wanted nothing more than for him to lean in and kiss me, but that was just a moment of weakness.
I wasn't the kind of girl to go after the boss.
Plus, he was out of league. And I had to keep my self-respect. I'm pretty sure he found my actions pathetic, desperate and downright inappropriate.
I could only imagine the level of sophistication it took to actually catch the eyes of someone like Mr. Cavalier.
When it came to someone like me, I'm sure I could only pass as an easy lay for a man like him, nothing more than a body to keep him warm at night.
Shaking my head at my depressed thoughts, my eyes continued to take in the beauty of Rome.
I had to strengthen my resolution. A man like Mr. Cavalier was not for me. And from now on I had to get a handle on my self-control and keep my distance. I knew my self-worth, and I knew better than to go after a man who would barely notice me if he ran into me in the street.
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As Liliana tried to convince herself and began working on her self-control, as well as distracting herself long enough to not ponder about Mr. Cavalier, he found it just as hard to focus.
Frantz reminisced about the moment when he held Liliana in his arms. Call it strange, but he found that she fit quite well in his embrace. He remembered the urge he felt to kiss her, and he would never forget the way her eyes looked up at him.
He knew his thoughts were ridiculous. Liliana did not seem like the kind of girl who would get involved with a man like him. She displayed enough self-control back on the plane to resist him. And that alone felt like a challenge to him.
He knew he was playing a dangerous game. Selfish even. But he wanted to push past Liliana's resistance, and have her complete submission. He wanted her to be unable to refuse him. He wanted her to be as willing as every other woman who was attracted to him.
He wanted Liliana.