Jay’s POV
I had tried to keep my cool while Aniyah stayed with me for the two nights before we flew home to my parents. Honestly, I had needed a cold shower after finding that lingerie in her suitcase and it had taken all my self restraint not to sneak down the corridor to her room after she wished me goodnight.
Now, all thoughts of s*x were far from my mind, I was more invested in trying to get blood back into my fingers. We were half an hour into the flight and my girl had a death grip on my hand. When planning this impormpu trip, Aniyah had not felt the need to inform me that she had never flown before, as in ever!
She’d grabbed my hand as the engines started up, her eyes wide, her other hand gripping the arm rest. Every attempt to extract my fingers from hers had resulted in her tig
