Mr. Handsome A Billionaire Romance(56)

Jeffrey chuckled and told me that he’d send Carl to come and pick me up from the bar.

“I have to work a little late tonight, so you won’t see me until around seven,” Jeffrey said. His tone had changed and his voice slowed as he probably wondered why I called him in the first place.

There was a pause and I sighed before jumping into it.

“We didn’t get to talk much last night, but I wanted to tell you how I felt…” I began, Jeffrey remained silent so that I’d continue. “I do have really deep feelings for you Jeffrey, I was just… I was dazzled and I constantly wondered how someone like you could want me. I let that grow instead of taking you at your word and squashing those thoughts.

“It turned into something that allowed me to be intimidated by your past and that’s why I couldn’t handle Roxanna being around at all. But I trust you…and I really want us to work.”

I had said all I needed to say and I waited silently for Jeffrey to reply.

“I’m really glad you finally told me all of that. I love you and I want us to work too. I swear I won’t screw up like I did again. I won’t lie to you ever,” Jeffrey said sincerely.

I smiled and took a deep breath. I felt a thousand pounds lighter after finally telling him everything I was feeling. I still hadn’t told him that I loved him though, for some reason I felt like he had to work for the words.

“So I’ll see you tonight at…my place?” Jeffrey asked tentatively. I smiled and then told him that he’d see me later.

We ended the call and I went back into the bar to have drinks with the guys. Trent was watching for me to come through the doors and when he spotted me from the bar he gave me a thumbs up and his expression was questioning and expectant.

I nodded with a smile and gave him a thumbs up in return. When I reached my seat, he gave me a high-five. I was glad that Trent and I would continue to be friends even though he had wanted to date me.

After I had my beer, I told the guys to have a good weekend and then went outside, where Carl was indeed waiting for me. He almost had a sixth sense for when someone needed to be picked up.

“Hi Carl, thanks for being here,” I smiled at him and he gave me a nod with a polite smile.

“Of course, Miss Rothschild. So I’ll be taking you to Jeffrey, correct?” I nodded and then got into the car, I hadn’t realized he had said 'Jeffrey' instead of ‘Jeffrey’s.’ As in Jeffrey’s house. Carl drove to LaGuardia airport and I didn’t realize it, as I was playing Candy Crush on my phone. When the car came to a complete stop and Carl got out to open my door, I glanced around and saw we were at one of those private jet hangars.

I got out and then noticed Jeffrey striding purposefully towards me. The hangar was empty, but brightly lit and the shiny white floors made the space even brighter.

“Why are we at the airport?” I asked curiously when Jeffrey reached me.

He grinned and then bent down to press a searing kiss to my lips.

“Because I want to take you to the mile-high club,” Jeffrey said with a grin.

I laughed and then glanced outside at the jet just some ways off on the tarmac, waiting to take off.

“Wait, are you serious?” I asked in shock as it all sank in.

“Yes I’m serious, and I want you to see something.” Jeffrey’s grin widened and I grew excited and a little awed that he prepared something this grand for me.

Jeffrey took my hand and led me to the white jet. It had a single red strip along the body and I wondered if this was maybe a company plane…or if Jeffrey really owned a private jet himself.

“So this is yours?”

Jeffrey looked at me like he expected me to be smarter than the question I asked.

“Yes, Christina, I own an aircraft manufacturing company and I am worth four billion dollars. I even got this one at a discount…because I own the company that made it,” Jeffrey said slowly.

I rolled my eyes and punched his arm, which caused him to laugh.

“You know what I mean! I’m just not used to…people who own private jets…or the company that makes them.”

I stuck my tongue out at him and he laughed at me again. We walked up the steps and into the chic cabin. It was like walking into a living room made to fit in a jet.

There was a white leather couch and a few chairs like you’d see in first class, but somehow nicer. There were matching white leather chairs situated around the coffee table as well.

Behind that was a bar outfit with a mini fridge and wine cooler. Beyond that was where I assumed the bathroom and perhaps bedroom was.

I couldn’t believe Jeffrey brought out his jet just so we could fly around and have sex. I couldn’t deny though, that it was unbelievable and I was super excited about it.

Jeffrey left me to explore the cabin while he went to go and talk to the pilots. The bedroom was more spacious than I thought it would be. The bed had to be queen sized and there was another bathroom as well as a closet in there. Jeffrey poked his head into the room and grinned excitedly.

“We’re about to take off, come on.” Jeffrey beckoned me to one of the reclining seats that had seat belts and we got settled in. Jeffrey held my hand while the jet sped up once on the runway and then lifted smoothly into the sky. It was one of the smoothest take-offs I’ve ever had on a plane.

“So what is it you wanted me to see?” I asked curiously.