Help Wanted (17 page)

“Before the door was closed Tiffany handed me a copy of the manifest that consisted of all of the first class passengers, passengers who might have any special needs which might include the meal, and the gate connections.

“After that we pointed out the exits, enabling the slides to inflate if the doors come open. We got through the safety video, one final cabin walk through and then Tiffany, Amanda, and I strapped ourselves in for the long flight. God, we leveled-off to 10,000 feet without a problem and all of us were talking about how amazingly good things were going for us that day. Now, I think we might have cursed ourselves by being too happy.”

“Why would you say that?” Jim said as he reached out and placed his hand on her knee.

“It wasn’t two hours later when somehow we suddenly hit some unexpected turbulence. The beverage cart flew by and crashed into the rear of the cabin. Oxygen masks started falling down which sets off a chain reaction and then people were praying, screaming and clutching each other in fear.

“I started telling passengers to prepare just in case we crashed and soon as the words are out of my mouth, we felt the jolt from the plane hitting something and I mean not three seconds later the plane starts going down and I mean a FAST!

“After that everything is such a blur.” Keira cried brushing away tears. “I do recall Tiffany and Amanda yelling my name before something hit me on the head and everything went black.”

“Something hit you…I never knew that,” Jim said rubbing her leg.

“I told you I hate talking about this. It makes the hole in my heart even wider. Can’t you leave it alone? Just leave it alone,” she pleaded.

“No, you need to get through this first time. It will help you get out the rest of the ordeal.”

The undeniable and dreadful facts were Jim was telling her the truth. She did need to get some of this off her chest before she thought about going seeing Dr. Gearan, because she wouldn’t be able to get her job back without his approval.

“Yes…I think it was a piece of luggage or something. When I woke up all the back end of the plane was gone and so were most of the passengers. I was in such shock I couldn’t do anything at first, but stand there and look around. But it didn’t last long before my training kicked in. I checked the other passengers that were still strapped into their seats, but none of them were alive either. I tried to get to the cock pit, but it had caved in.

“I started screaming for anyone to say anything if they could hear me. It seems like I waited for hours and I thought I was truly alone until I heard a faint sound coming from the back of the plane. Which I thought was impossible since most of it was completely gone and a huge hole was left in its place.

“However, I ran over there despite the fact my head was still spinning and blood was pouring down the left side of my face. If there was somebody out there who needed my help I was going to give it to them no matter the cost.

“Stepping as close as I could to the opening I saw a man hanging onto a thin piece of metal with two hands and half of the missing passengers were broken on the rocks below him. I had no clue that I could scream so loud until I spotted Tiffany and Amanda down there among the dead.

“The man kept hollering at me to calm down so I could help him back into the plane,” Keira said as she looked past Jim and found a spot on the wall to concentrate on instead of his eyes.

“Keira, look at me,” Jim demanded. “I need to see your eyes to make sure you are still with me and not back in your memories.”

“I won’t be able to finish the story if I look at you. I swear I’ll be fine. I need to get all of this out in the open, however, I can’t stand to see the pity hidden in your eyes. I won’t have the power to do what I have to do.”

“Baby…”

“Jim, let me do this my way or I’m done talking about it,” Keira warned.

“Go ahead.” Jim grabbed her hand, but didn’t do anything else.

Keira fought away the urge to snatch her hand away. She wasn’t used to depending on too many people in her life besides Charisma and her family. Having Jim here with her like this was a bit unsettling, but she would have to teach herself how to accept help more.

“I had to fight off going into negative panic pretty fast or I was going to be in bad shape and someone was counting on me to save his life too. It took me less than five minutes to get myself under control to help the man.”

“What did you try to do?”

“I got down on my stomach and reached my hand out for him to take it, but he was scared because of our height and weight difference. He was about six feet one and around a hundred eighty five pounds. I assured him he had nothing to be scared of, that I would be able to pull him back into the plane.

“He stared at my hand for a minute or two before the let go with his left hand and reached for mine. I was able to grab it pretty quickly, but I slid more towards the edge and that’s when panic set in. All I could think about was what would happen if I let him go and he fell down there with all other poor people.”

“Keira…?” Jim whispered, rubbing her suddenly cold hand.

“His name was Josh Strickland? I learned that after he was dead.”

“Sweetheart, you left out something. How did Josh fall?”

“Don’t you know? I wasn’t strong enough to hold on to him.  He lost his grip with his right hand that was holding the metal rod and went down taking me with him. But somehow I got tangled up in something and didn’t hit the rocks like he did. I’ll never forget his ‘
please God save me’
screams.”

“I should be dead with everyone else, but I got spared and I don’t see why?” Confused, Keira tried to tug her hand away from Jim; however, he wouldn’t let her go.

“I can tell you why that,” Jim said as he laid her down on the bed covering her body with his. “You were meant to be here to make a change in someone’s life. The day of the crash wasn’t your day to die and you should be so thankful. I know that I’m very grateful you’re still here.”

“Why? When we aren’t making love we’re at each other throats about everything from the shop to your ex-wife.” She was realistic and wasn’t about to let Jim pretend the only thing they had in common wasn’t sex.

“Keira Winters, I want you to listen to me because this is the last time I’m going to tell you this. I’m here with you because I like how you make me feel.”

“How do I make you feel?”

Chapter Thirty-Six

Jim hesitated, measuring Keira for a moment. His mind was congested with a touch of fear at telling her how he was growing to care about her. Every fiber in his body pushed him to do it, but there was a nagging doubt in the back of his mind that Keira could hurt him worse than Kathy ever had, but it wasn’t going to let that stop him.

“You make me feel like I’m the most important man in the world. Do you know that you’re the only woman who gets what makes me tick? You’re so refreshing from the other women I’ve dated in my past before my marriage and after.

“Even when you aren’t around all I have to do it think about you and I get this smile on my face. I used to tease the guys about how quickly they fell in love with their wives, but I’m beginning to see that when you have a good woman in your life, it’s hard not to jump in feet first into a relationship and give it all that you got plus more.”

“Are you telling me this because you don’t want me to feel bad about killing Josh?” Keira asked tracing the side of his face with her fingertips.

“No…I’m telling you this because it’s how I feel. You’re quick to give out ‘helpful advice’ to show me or anyone else they can do better. At first, I thought you did it to be malicious, but I know that I’m wrong now.”

“I never want to hurt anyone by being honest. I only point out errors because I want my friends to live up to their best potential.”

Grabbing the edge of his t-shirt, Jim dragged it inch by inch up Keira’s body until it was off her and tossed over the side of the bed. “Do you think I’ve lived up to my best potential when it comes to you?” he questioned as he ran the palms of his hands over her nipples. “I mean I’m not against you pointing out things I might need to improve to make you happier.”

“Hmmm…I can’t think of anything I have a problem with,” Keira moaned lifting her back slightly off the bed.

“I have a feeling you aren’t telling me the entire truth.” Leaning down, Jim licked at the tips of her breasts before drawing a nipple into his mouth. He rolled his tongue around Keira’s plump nipple like it was a sugary Werther’s Original.

“I’m not,” Keira panted as her hands pulled at the sheets.

He released her nipple with a loud pop. “I still don’t believe you.  I think I need to find a way to make you want me so badly that you will go crazy from it. Nothing else in the world will matter except how soon it will be before I’m back between these beautiful, smooth thighs of yours.”

Jim fondled one of Keira’s breasts with one of his hands making sure to keep the nipple hard in case he craved another taste. His free hand slid down her taut stomach to the swell of her hips.

“Did you know that these are the first things I noticed about you?” Jim asked as he spread her thighs wider and slipped his body between them. “You were walking away from Dave at the airport after you had slapped him and your uniform was hitting in all of the right places.”

“I thought the only thing you noticed about me that day was my bitchy attitude.”

“I may have thought you needed to take it down a notch, but I know a stunning looking woman when I see one.  Dave even made a comment about it, but let’s not talk anymore. I have something better in mind.”

“Oh, I like the way you think,” Keira whispered as she rubbed her lower body against his erection.

His cock jumped to life even more and grew another inch. Jim was amazed at how his body never seemed to tire of Keira. It might have to do with the fact she was the most perfect looking woman he had ever laid eyes on. From her full, plump breasts that constantly called to him, down to her flat stomach and long, limber legs. He couldn’t find one part of Keira he wasn’t dying to touch each and every day.

Jim’s breath caught in his throat when Keira worked her hips enough to slip the head of his cock inside of her body. “Shit!” He wasn’t going to be able to make it last if Keira kept doing stuff like that.  He had plans for her so he better get control of the situation before it was out of his hands.

Easing his erection out of her body, Jim repositioned Keira on the bed until he was level with her tight, moist curls. The scent of her was intoxicating driving him to lick at the cream pouring from her wet center. “Do you know how much I want you? How I wake up when I’m alone at home with a raging hard on that I can’t get rid of?”

“I dream about you too,” Keira whimpered running her fingers through his hair slightly scratching his skin.

The light caress sent tiny shock waves through his body down to his cock. It jumped with the need to be buried inside of her until he wiped any of her past lovers from her mind. Bringing his head back down, Jim held Keira’s hips down as his tongue worship her quivering flesh.

“Please stop torturing me. I need you!” Keira screamed pulling at his hair.

Jim gave Keira’s delicious vagina one more lick before he moved her hand from his hair. He slid his way back up her body and brushed the head of his cock against her wetness. “How bad do you need me?” he asked pushing his erection inside of her until only the thick head was in. “Bad enough to tell me that you care about me and this is just more than sex between us?”

“Yes!” Keira tried to raise her hips to slide him in further, but he held her by the waist, so she couldn’t move.

“Not good enough.” Jim drew one of her hard nipples into his mouth while easing his cock in and out, but not enough to give her any form of release. He wanted to hear the words. His body was barely holding back the need to thrust inside of Keira’s welcoming heat. The need to feel her wrapped tightly around him was making him clench his teeth, but he knew he could hold off until he got what he wanted from her.

“Jim, we have more than hot sex,” Keira whispered. “We have something good. Please show me how good we can be together.”

Letting go of Keira’s breasts, Jim recaptured Keira’s swollen lips with his and pushed deeply into her tight, welcoming heat until he was buried to the hilt. He thrust into her over and over like it hadn’t been less than two hours since they’d made love, but Keira was addictive. He couldn’t get enough of her. The more he got the more he wanted. He wasn’t sure if he would ever be able to get enough of his woman.

The thought of Keira being his woman didn’t stop him cold in his tracks. It made him want to make her pregnant with his child and he was going to do everything in his power to make that happen.

Wrapping her legs around his hips, Jim continued to work Keira’s flawless body until she threw her head back and screamed her release.

 “That’s it baby. Let me know how you feel. I know that I’m the only man who has ever loved you this good and the only one who ever will.”

Jim felt her inner muscles tighten around him and he sped up his movements. Grinding his teeth, he tossed back his head as his orgasm hit him hard making him spill his seed deep into Keira’s womb.

Too weak to move Jim collapsed on Keira’s body enjoying the feel of her soft breasts pressed against his hard chest. If he had any doubt in his mind tonight erased all of them. Keira was
his
and no one else’s.  She’d better not ever think about leaving him because it wasn’t going to happen.

First, he had to talk her into seeing someone about the plane crash and the nightmares. After all of that was taken care of he was going to see about making Keira his…permanently.

Chapter Thirty-Seven

“I’m not sure about this. I think I made a mistake agreeing to do this for you.  I can take care of myself. How many times do I have to tell you that before you believe me?” Keira glanced out of the car window staring at the building to her left with the tinted windows. She wasn’t in the mood to do this today, but Jim practically dragged her out of the bed and into the shower for this meeting.