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Natasha shoots her friend more than one sour look over dinner, and always looks to e Natasha, least of all by the company she keeps

It’s an issue I knoe’ll have to face, like dealing with her mom at some point down the track

For now, though, Renee is glancing nervously at her phone, checking the tiet ready for Natasha’s dad once we reach the next stop before the train carries on through the night

One down, one to go I reflect internally

I don’t dislike Renee or even Suzanna They seeh, but they don’t factor in with my plans

My growing need to not only kiss Natasha more but to claim her as my own

To fill her with my seed, and once we’re clear of this train, to carry her into our new life together

That’s all I want to talk about right now, and only with Natasha

Hearing about her mom’s love life or her bratty friend’s attitude is just about to reach its peak e’re finally done

Dinner’s over and I take it on myself to remind Natasha that she’s still mine for the rest of the day

Checking my watch, I estimate we have a few more hours

Renee looks concerned again, but seeing the total for the bill as I sign for it without looking, then noticing just how hter looks in my company, she seems to reach some peace with the idea

“You’ll at least see o?” herabout god and not being able to believe it

“We all will,” I tell Renee confidently

The sooner you’re all out of our hair the better

Ibeen all through dinner

I casually keep a hold ofit to shield what I can ofher back where she belongs

In first class with me

First class everything from now on for her

Her friend Suzanna starts to balk again, and we both turn to see her whining again about not having any time with Natasha until she suddenly stops

Her face going pale Her ins to retch, about to be sick

She forgets everything else and spins on her heel, dashing for the restroom with her mouth covered

“All that rich food,” I shrug, trying not to laugh Watching Natashaafter her best friend to see if she’s alright and staying where I think we both know she belongs from now on

“I’ll go see if she’s alright,” Renee says, giving Natasha a look over her shoulder