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"You shouldn't trust me so easily," I smile at him.
"Why not? There's no reason as to why I shouldn't trust you?" I lay my head on Mr. Winters's shoulder.
"Rumors would say otherwise, especially the media."
"Well, rumors are rumors. They never tell the truth about a person. The media will say strippers are worthless disappointments. You don't believe that, do you?" I hear Mr. Winters say nothing.
"Well, believe what you want to. I think you're the kindest person I've met in a little while. It's been a while since anyone has treated me like you have," I yawn.
"I might fall asleep now. Oh! That reminds me. Do you want to take a picture?"
"A picture? Why?"
"It's this weird thing me and Charlotte have where we take a selfie for memories. If you're too scared, you don't have to. I'm not forcing you into something you don't want to do," I hear Mr. Winters chuckle.
"Try me," I take my phone out and flip it to camera mode.
"Smile! Oh, sorry. I forgot I can't see your gorgeous smile with that mask on," I smile big and take the photo.
I look at the photo and show Mr. Winters.
"Look at us! I look terrible in this mask, and you look hot in your suit as always," I cover my mouth, realizing what I just said. I see Mr. Winters look at me.
"Uhh, I'll send the picture to you just in case you want it. Well, I'm going to fall asleep before I say anything else embarrassing," I send the picture to Mr. Winters and put my phone back in my bag.
"So, why are you going to Seattle?"
"Oh, me and Charlotte are going to see my sister. We haven't seen her in five years. I guess she finally talked us into going to see her," I chuckle.
"Enough questions. Let me enjoy your shoulder before Charlotte screams at me for sleeping on you," I hear him chuckle. I snuggle on Mr. Winters's shoulder and curl up. I feel my eyes drift off into slumber.
My eyes start to barely open as I look over and see Mr. Winters putting a blanket on me. He sits next to me, and I pull the blanket tighter. I snuggle up next to him and fall back asleep.
I wake up, jumping from turbulence. I feel Mr. Winters's hand on mine. My shoulders start to relax, and I look at Mr. Winters. I see he's on an iPad, looking at charts. I look away.
"Sorry, I don't want to look at your personal data. Have we landed yet?"
"Not yet, but we're about to," I look out the window and gasp.
"It's snowing!" I get up and run to Charlotte. I shake her, waking her up.
"What the hell do you want? I was having a good dream," I point to the window.
"It's snowing!" I hear Charlotte gasp.
"No way!"
"What's so great about snow?"
"It's only the best thing ever," I walk over to Mr. Winters and point out the window.
"You see all the snowflakes. Each one is different and unique in its own way. They're so beautiful as they stick to other snow, covering everything in sight," I see Mr. Winters look at me as I look out the window.
"Quit looking at me and look out the window," I gesture his face towards the window, not trying to touch it to invade his privacy.
"When I was a kid, my Dad used to tell us to catch as many snowflakes as possible in our hands. The person with the most wins the most marshmallows in their hot chocolate."
"Why didn't he make all the chocolate with the same amount of marshmallows," I roll my eyes.
"We didn't have many marshmallows growing up. It's poor people's stuff. Plus, where's the fun in that?" I wrap the blanket around me.
"I might steal your blanket. It's comfy," I hear Mr. Winters chuckle.
"I'm serious. Have you felt the blanket?"
"Eva, you can't take everything of Mr. Winters," I roll my eyes.
"I haven't taken everything. I've only taken the blanket. The shirt was a bonus."
"Good Morning, Passengers. We're about to land now. So, take your seats and buckle in. We're going to land here shortly. Thank you for flying air, Mr. Winters," I sit next to Mr. Winters, and buckle up. I see Charlotte sitting in her seat.
"Oh, I almost forgot," I take the face mask off and grab a wipe from my bag. I wipe my face.
"Was it not good enough?" I roll my eyes as I hear Mr. Winters chuckle.
"Ha ha, very funny. I have to take it off before seeing my sister, or I'll never hear the end of it. Oh, look! We're landing!" I look out the window.
I watch as the plane lands on the platform and comes to a stop. I see Casey walk towards us.
"Would you like me to get your bags for you?"
"Oh, yes. Thank you," I watch as Casey grabs my suitcase and hands it to me.
"Thank you," I see Casey walk to Charlotte. I look at Mr. Winters for permission.
"Are we able to get off now?"
"Ladies first," I smile at him and walk to the door.
I see another attendant open the door. I walk out the door and look out at the night sky with the lit airport. I walk down the steps and wait for Charlotte and Mr. Winters.
Charlotte walks down the steps, and Mr. Winters walks down after her. I look around and see the building a long way away. How the hell am I going to walk that long way with my ankle?
"You two can take the golf cart to the building. I'll see you when you're back from your vacation," I hug Mr. Winters and kiss his mask where his cheek would be.
"Thank you for the ride. You're amazing," I hug Mr. Winters, and I feel his arm on my back as his way to hug me back.
I sit on the golf cart with Charlotte, facing toward the jet. I pull my blanket tighter. I wave bye to Mr. Winters as the golf cart drives towards the building.
"You know, your sister's isn't going to be happy when she sees that blanket on you," I laugh.
"She'll get over it."
The golf cart parks next to a pair of doors, and we get off. I watch the golf cart take off, and we enter the building. I feel a buzzing in my purse. I pull my phone out and answer it.
"Hey, Violet."
"Where are you? I've been looking everywhere for you!"
"We just landed. We're on the west side of the building. Which part are you at?"
"West side? Why the hell would you be there? I'm at section six on the east side, where your plane originally was supposed to be. Stay where you are. I'll meet you there," The phone beeps as she hangs up.
"She sounds mad," I roll my eyes.
"You think?" Charlotte and I sit on a bench and wait.
"Eve!" I turn and see my sister running towards us.
I try to run towards her as she runs towards me, and we hug each other.
"I've missed you so much, Evangeline! What happened to your ankle? Did you twist it while stripping?"
"Yeah, but it wasn't my fault."
"Your fault or not. I told you that you were going to get hurt on that pole. I'm just glad it's not your neck or worse. Your life," I roll my eyes.
"It's going to take more than an injury to take me down," I see Violet smile.
"Good. I'm glad you're strong. Charlotte! It's so good to see you!" My sister tightly hugs Charlotte.
"Good to see you to Violet, but I can't breathe," I hear Violet laugh.
"Sorry, I've missed you guys so much. Let's grab your bags and go home," Charlotte and I grab our bags and start walking. We start walking by wheelchairs.
"Can you push me in a wheelchair?" Violet looks at me like I'm crazy.
"Why do you want a wheelchair?"
"I want you to push me 'cause it's a long walk. Plus, I want to feel special," Violet grabs a wheelchair, and I sit down in the wheelchair.
"When did you color your hair?"
"I wanted to have black hair."
"What's wrong with being naturally blonde like me?"
"It didn't feel right. Every time I looked in the mirror, I saw Mom. So, I colored it. I thought about coloring it back," Violet rolls her eyes and starts pushing me.
"Can you push me faster?"
"No."
"Why not? There's no one around here. It's just us," Violet starts pushing me fast. I raise my arms in the air.
"Wee! Faster! Faster! We need a new master!" I hear Violet laugh.
"I haven't heard that since grade school. August used to be the king of the merry-go-round. He was the only one who could spin it the fastest," I laugh.
"He used to make fun of me because I used to cry when he spun fast. He used to say I was embarrassing him. Sometimes, I would cry to embarrass him," I hear Violet's laugh.
"He used to have the biggest crush on Charlotte," I see Charlotte shocked.
"What?! I used to have the biggest crush on him," Me and Violet laugh.
"We know. It was obvious. You two were too embarrassed to even talk to each other about it," I hear Charlotte laugh.
"It's so good to hear you two laugh again. I know one person who missed you both is Kayla."
"We've missed her too. How is my niece anyway?"
"Oh, good. Kayla has been talking about you two all week. She stayed up until midnight last night, trying to wait for you to get home. I had only two hours of sleep because she wanted me to watch her instead of Dave," Charlotte and I laugh.
"Ugh, I hate Dave."
"Why do you hate him? He IS my husband," I roll my eyes.
"I know, but he's always weird every time I see him," Violet laughs.
"That's because last time you came over. You kept giving Dave the death stare," I chuckle.
"I had to. It was when you two first met. I had to know if Dave was going to use you for your money or not."
"He's not. Dave's the sweetest, caring, and nicest guy. Plus, he's great with kids," I see Charlotte roll her eyes. I look at Charlotte with an I know, right face.
"Where did we park?"
"I parked in the nearest parking lot on the east side. Which should be around here somewhere," I see her looking around.
"There's the door!" We follow her through the door.
"It should be on the third floor," We follow Violet like lost puppies to the car. Violet unlocks it and pops the trunk.
"You two can put your bags in the trunk. Do you need me to carry you into the car, Eve?" I roll my eyes.
Before I can speak, Violet rolls the wheelchair to the passenger side and opens the door for me.
"I can get in the car by myself. Thank you very much," I see Violet roll her eyes. I hop in the car. I see Charlotte get in the back seat. Violet hands me my blanket, and she looks at it closer.
"Who's blanket is this?" I see Violet smell the blanket.
"It has a rich man cologne smell, and the fabric," I see her feel the blanket more.
"Evangeline! This isn't Mr. Winters's blanket, is it?"
"How do you know it's his blanket?"
"Damn it, Evangeline. You better not be messing with Mr. Winters."
"Why not?"
"Evangeline, Mr. Winters is going to break your heart. He's ruthless, selfish, and dangerous. Mr. Winters is a man who should never be trusted. I don't give a shit if you hoe around, but do not mess with Mr. Winters."
"Mr. Winters's isn't going to break my heart. He's been nice to me so far. I don't see what the fuss is about," Violet rolls her eyes.
"Fine, don't listen to me, but I'm warning you, the first sign you see him is unusual. Leave before you get hurt, or worse, even killed," Violet throws the blanket on me, and I look at her confused. I watch Violet close my door and get on the driver's side.
"I don't want my little sister getting killed, so you better know what you're doing."
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-End Of Chapter 19-
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