Free Gabriel's Promise (A Romantic Comedy) by Jordan Silver

happened to the soldier that came to my door last week?"
He was back to shaking his head at me as if I were a lost cause.
"If you keep messing with me I'll tell her about the Cerberus crack, I
think she was marinating prime shell for dinner, you know what that
means." I knew that would shut him up.

Chapter 22
    GABE
    The only well- behaved one of the bunch was the damn dog. He
seemed to take to traveling rather well for it being his first time.
"Samantha would you like some champagne?"
"Good Lord boy are you mad? Hey Miss, what was your name again young lady
I'm sorry?" He asked the flight attendant.
"Julie sir." She answered with a smile.
"You people got any sharp implements around here? Anything that could go
boom or the like?"
She looked at him at sea; I would've interrupted but I wanted to see where he was
going with this.
"I don't think so sir." The poor girl was looking all kinds of
confused.
"Okay then, good."
He sat back again, glaring at his daughter who looked like she was imagining
strangling him.
She turned to me with a smile.
"Sure Gabriel, sounds lovely."
"Oh Lord now she's queen Samantha, more like Margot Channing. Fasten your seat belts folks, it's gonna be a bumpy
ride." And cue the eye roll.
    This man is a real ham; I should really let her have at him if
only to get some peace and quiet.
I poured each of us a glass, which my girl promptly put up to her nose and
caught the giggles.
"They tickle Gabriel." She's so fucking cute is it any wonder she’d
stolen my heart that first day?
"Have mercy, must you always embarrass me, you'd think you've never been
civilized, you're supposed to drink it not sniff it Marie Antoinette."
I barely saved the champagne flute that she was about to launch at his head.
    "Chief!" I said warningly, the only reason Sam was being
quiet is because she was afraid of flying, that's why I'd offered her the
champagne.
" Wh .. . at ?"
Maybe he didn't need champagne he was crotchety enough as it was. While my
attention was turned away, my delicate flower proceeded to down the entire
glass of champagne in one full swoop.
The giggles really started then, followed by the hiccups, then the burps, which
sent the chief into a tizzy.
"I can just see it now, Summer Sweeney, meet Blanche Dubois, I'm never
gonna live this down." He shook his head looking all kinds of put upon
while I looked above for guidance.
If I survived this plane ride it would be a miracle.

GABE
    Chief for all his big talk was asleep in the bedroom within twenty
minutes, while Sam attacked me in my seat.
I had to relegate the staff to the outer room because she got a bit...let's
just say the kisses were hot and heavy. I'll have to remember what alcohol did
to her. No drinking for my baby in public.
"Gabriel?"
"What baby?" I was nuzzling her neck giving us a chance to breathe,
she was lethal with that tongue.
"You're too far away."
"What do you mean, I'm right here."
"But I can't feel you."
Aha, she was straddling my legs and her tight jeans and the bucket seats didn't
allow her to get the friction she needed.
    Other than kissing this was her new favorite thing, rubbing
herself against me until I was hard enough to cut diamonds . I didn't complain though, I let her enjoy her new -found pleasure at my
expense, though every night it was becoming harder and harder not to rub one
out.
She was so innocent she had no idea what she was doing to me.
I especially liked to see the look of amazement that would sometimes cross her
face when she felt something new.
I couldn't wait for the first time I brought her to orgasm while buried inside
her.
For now I just tried to help her out with her dilemma.
I reclined the seat all the way back so she was lying on top of me.
"Hmmm." She growled like a wanton and had me ready to shoot off in my
pants like a green boy. Fuck she was climbing my body to get that friction just
where she needed it.
I tried to calm her down since her father was in the other room asleep thank
heaven, Lord knows what would