When There Is Nothing Left But Love

I tried to push him away and told him sternly, “Be good and turn in early. We still have a long journey back to J City tomorrow.”

He did not budge and continued to keep me inside of his embrace.

“No funny business, Ashton!”

The man held on, but stopped misbehaving.

We stayed that way for a while more before he made his way into the washroom. He looked more like himself after he reemerged.

Perhaps it was his presence, that enabled me to sleep soundly. I awoke the next morning, greeted by an M Country shrouded by thick layers of snow.

I had half-expected that the flight would be delayed, but my concerns proved to be unfounded.

Joe did not seem happy to see me at the airport with my hand in Ashton’s. “You both are together twenty-four seven and could not even be apart for just a few days’ work-trip. You’re practically joined at the hips. Anyone would have mistaken you for Ashton’s mistress had they not known any better.”

My lips were pursed in embarrassment.

Ashton shot him a look. “If you have so much energy to expend, might as well use it to find yourself a wife.”

Joe pulled a long face before he turned to collect the air tickets.

Ashton led me straight to the boarding gate. The timing of our arrival was perfect as we did not need to wait long.

Once inside, we made our way to the spacious seats in first-class. He then asked the flight attendant for a blanket. Concerned that I might be bored, he had also the screen for in-flight entertainment lowered.

The man wrapped his arms around me while his body laid next to mine. “The flight would take ten over hours. Is there anything you would like to see?”

to mind. It was one that Macy would stay up all night to watch during

some Koandrian drama? How

brows perked up. “Well,

episode. It was a rarity that he would watch it with me, so I was not bored

little miffed when he entered. “Go home and get a room, you two.

my attention onto Joe. “We’re watching a Koandrian drama. Would you like

upon Ashton as he twitched his lips. “You are done for,

a glare. “Stop bothering us if

Joe offered no retort.

took to the air, as he too turned on his own screen. He looked

Love From The Star,” went

That made Joe pause.

an alien? No way this is going to end well.” His cynicism did

keep ourselves entertained made it easier to pass the time over the ten-over-hour journey. Soon, we were almost reaching

scene where Professor Do was

along a piece of tissue. “Don’t worry. They’ll

eyes reddened. “How do

raised an eyebrow. “That’s how these stories

had me

J

was into the wee hours when we stepped outside the terminal. As my eyes were glued to the screen

my eyes open when we got in, so he held me close and motioned

no idea how we got to Peakville

he was not beside me, and it became chilly under