Rory’s POV
We board the plane, this time it’s a commercial plane though we’ve been seated in first class, which is a first for me.
The seats are huge, and I have to stifle a groan as I sink down into the plush leather, stretching out my feet in front of me. Marcus is still standing in the aisle, pushing our travel bags into the overhead bins, leaving me to enjoy my surroundings.
I look around the seat, opening compartments built into the chair, and pressing the different buttons on the arms, making the chair lean back and a foot rest come out under my legs.
‘Ma-am, you need to keep the seat upright until after we take off’ the flight attendant calls from a few feet away.
Blushing, I quickly put the chair back where it is supposed to be, staring at my hands until she looks away again.
