The flight attendant mouthed ‘Thank you’ to me. I looked back found Chuck had raised an eyebrow, but he had his own problems. They’d put two hot college girls in the seats next to him. What the hell, maybe he’d trade with me.
I put my earbuds back in and got whacked again.
“You have to talk to me.”
This little girl wouldn’t make it to New York alive if she kept this up. I looked at the flight attendant, and she could see this might not end well.
“Okay, let’s get a couple of things straight. You whack me one more time, and I’m going to turn you over my knee and spank you. If you want me to do something, ask me nicely.”
She promptly hauled off and whacked me. I made a lunge for her. She was lucky I had my seatbelt on and she didn’t. She ran up to the front of the plane and hid behind the flight attendant. I unbuckled my seatbelt and walked up to the flight attendant.
“Please move. Missy and I need to come to an understanding, or she’s not going to make it to New York.”
The flight attendant just smirked and stepped around me to wait on the other passengers.
“Don’t leave me. He’s going to spank me.”
I pulled the curtain closed and she tried to run for it. I grabbed her and gave her a swat on her butt. I heard clapping in first class. She had big crocodile tears running down her cheeks. Someday she might make it as an actress. I’d cupped my hand so it made more of a pop than hurt. I wasn’t buying it. I couldn’t believe I turned into my mom.
“Do I need to give you something to cry about?”
“No,” she said pitifully.
I got down and one knee and put my arms out. She hugged me around the neck.
“You want to tell me your name?” I asked her as she let me go.
“I’m Jessica.”
“Nice to meet you, Jessica, I’m David.”
“I’m sorry for being mean.”
“You want to go back to our seats and talk about it?”
She just nodded. I started back and she grabbed my hand. I stopped and smiled at her. That earned me a smile in return. I led her back to our seats and she acted like a little lady. She finally told me why she was acting up: her mom worked in Chicago and her dad in New York. Once a month her mom put her on a plane and sent her to visit her dad for the weekend. She was missing her best friend’s birthday party.
She talked my arm off all the way to New York. I shuddered to think what Greg and Angie were getting into with Kyle.
Before we landed, the flight attendant came up and politely reminded Jessica that she had to wait for someone to walk her past security. Jessica begged me to stay with her. By now, we were buddies, so I agreed. Chuck slipped up to first class and sat across the aisle from her while we waited to get off the plane.
“Who’s he?”
“My bodyguard.”
Her eyes got big.
“Are you famous?”
“You want an autograph?”
She didn’t know if I was teasing her as I stood up and grabbed my carry-on. I had my headshot, and a Sharpie, so I signed it and gave it to her. Now she turned bashful. If only I’d known earlier.
When the plane was empty, one of the airport employees came to get her. She grabbed my hand and I had no choice but to walk her out. It worked out because we were headed to where we needed to get our luggage anyways. When she saw her dad, she let go of my hand and ran to him. He scooped her up and she was showing him my picture.
“He spanked me.”
Chuck and I looked at each other. I prepared for the worst.
“Why was that?”
“Because I was being mean. It didn’t hurt. I decided to behave after that and he was nice to me.”
Thank you. I wasn’t going to jail.
I waved to her, and Chuck and I picked up the pace. No need to hang around after that.
I SENT A TEXT TO ADRIENNE when we checked in. She gave me the address and name the reservations were under. She said to wear a jacket but no tie. I quickly took a shower and changed. Chuck went to his room and did the same. I put on a black fitted t-shirt made out of a silky stretchy material. Okay, I’m a guy. I guess it wouldn’t hurt me to read the tag. I put on the coat and slacks that Jennie Wesleyan had bought me when we went to her cousin’s engagement party.
When Chuck was ready, he came and got me, and we went to the restaurant. It was called Beauty and Essex, and there was a line to get in. I went up to the host and told him what party I was with. Chuck and I were escorted right in. The place was crawling with models.
Adrienne was holding court at a table that sat six. There were four other very attractive women sitting with her. What caught my eye was there were twin girls that looked to be about my age.
“David!” Adrienne screeched.
When she jumped up and planted a big kiss on me, everyone was gawking. I gave her a hug.
“I missed you. Are we having some fun this weekend?” I asked her.
“I hope so. I’ve been working nonstop for the past three weeks. I need a night out and can’t think of anyone I’d rather go out and get in trouble with.”
“This is Chuck. He’s my security.”
“Hey, Chuck. Our security is all sitting over there.” Adrienne said as she pointed to a table near us.
Chuck went and introduced himself.
Adrienne turned to her table and made introductions.
“I know, I know, I’ve been talking nonstop about David. These lovely young sisters are Abby and Andi Ferrell,” she said. Then she leaned in and whispered. “They begged me to bring them tonight. If you play your cards right, you might have a really good time.
“This is Jun Song.”
She was a gorgeous Asian girl in her early twenties.
“And this is Tyler Helton, my special friend.”
She was in her late twenties or early thirties. Tyler was the only one that didn’t look like a model, but she was still attractive. Adrienne sat me between the Ferrell twins. They had already ordered. Beauty and Essex served tapas, which was basically small plates of Spanish appetizers. I loved the lobster tacos.
When we were all full, Adrienne asked me about seeing my mom.
“Mom’s doing much better. I flew out to see her last weekend.”
“David’s mom has cancer,” Adrienne told everyone.
“I had a great time. I got to play some flag football and we beat the defending champions. The losers had to buy the first round. Then I had to go to some thirteen-year-old’s birthday party. I did meet Bree, the girl that’s on that vampire show. She tried to have her way with me, but I stayed true to Adrienne.”
“What was all that about? I also saw you were with May Zane. Are you cheating on me?”
“Pfff, as if. You’re my one and only,” I said and winked at her. Then I turned to Abby and Andi. “Unless you two want to go have some fun, then I’ll dump Adrienne for the weekend.”
The twins blushed.
“You should take him up on it. I’ve had reports that he’s a little Casanova and can show you a good time,” Adrienne advised.
They looked at each other and then excused themselves to go to the restroom to talk. I arched my eyebrows.
“So, are they flipping a coin as to who gets me, or deciding who goes first?” I asked.
Tyler about choked on her drink, and Jun was shaking her head.
“I warned you guys, he doesn’t lack confidence. Just think how bad he’ll be when he turns 18.”
“How old is he?” Jun asked.
“I dunno, but younger than that,” Tyler told her.
“Oh, shit. And I was thinking about taking a run at him. It’s good that he’s so young. Abby and Andi would probably kill him otherwise. Are you sure he can handle them?” Jun asked.
“You saw the tape of him kissing me. Believe me, I wasn’t acting. If I was ten years younger, I’d have done him right there.”
“Like I told you before, age doesn’t matter. You’re a desirable young woman in your sexual prime. If you want, I’ll crawl under this table and show you.”
Adrienne’s eyes got big.
“You wouldn’t dare.”