"If I'm to go on this trip, then I need a couple days off to spend with Molly so I can explain what's going on and she won't panic," she told him. He was impressed by her backbone.
"That will be fine. You can work from home the rest of the week. Take your computer with you, and if there's any paperwork needing to be transported I'll send a carrier," he told her. "You can finish today in the offices, though."
"Thank you," she replied and quickly exited his office. Trenton was feeling pretty good about himself. He'd never wanted a week to end so badly. He couldn't wait to get her all to himself for a week or two. He sat back in his chair and smiled.
"Auntie loves you so much and we will talk every night with the cool camera I showed you, okay," Jennifer said to her niece. She was trying so hard to not let her tears fall. They were standing outside the company jet and thankfully Emily had agreed to bring Molly to the private airport to say goodbye.
"I'll be okay, Auntie. I'm going to play with my friends," Molly said, but Jennifer could see she was a bit frightened by her aunt leaving.
"I'll bring you home lots of presents, too," Jennifer told her, finally letting go.
"I like presents," Molly said, enthusiastically.
"I know you do, baby - now be a good girl for Mark and Emily, okay?" she asked. Molly agreed, and before she knew it she was boarding the jet and waving to her niece from the window.
Emily led Molly to her car and they disappeared. Suddenly, Jennifer realized she was alone with Trenton and her heartbeat skyrocketed. She didn't even know where they were going, or how far away it was. She'd been so focused on her niece nothing else had mattered.
She looked around at the luxury jet in awe. It was more plush than anything she'd ever been in. It had beautiful, soft carpeting, comfortable chairs, couches and a hall, leading to other areas. She'd flown in a couple of commercial jets in her life, but they didn't even compare.
"Would you like to look around? We won't be taking off for about fifteen minutes," Trenton said.
"That would be great," she answered. She wanted to see how the other half lived. He gave her the tour and she was amazed such a thing even existed. There were several rooms in the back of the aircraft, one with a large table and chairs around it, plus a huge television screen, another with a fairly decent kitchen. There were amazing smells coming out of there, ensuring they would eat well on the flight.
When they reached the sleeping section, she could feel her cheeks heat up at the huge bed in the main room. It even had an attached bathroom, bigger than the one in her apartment. She didn't see how they could fit so much into the jet. It was large, but not overwhelmingly so from the outside.
She figured she'd be sleeping in the living room if it was too long a flight because there was no way she was sharing a bed with him. Hopefully, it didn't become an issue.
"Where are we heading, anyway?" she finally asked.
"I have business in Austria. It's a fairly long flight, but the jet's comfortable so that shouldn't be a problem," he answered. She had to suck in the gasp wanting to escape. It looked like she'd be testing the comfortableness of the couch, after all. It was already early evening so they wouldn't arrive until sometime the next day. She had no idea what time that would put them in Austria.
"The captain has asked you to buckle up now, Mr. Anderson. He's gotten the go-ahead for take-off," a woman said.
Jennifer quickly sat down and buckled her belt as tight as she could make it. She hated the take-off and landing part of flying. She was fine once they were in the air, that's of course unless there was turbulence. She really hated turbulence, and if the jet hit one of those pockets of air and dropped, she'd begin to panic.
She sat tensely, gripping the armrest on her seat until they were safely in the air and the flight attendant came back and offered them drinks. She ordered something strong and slipped off into the bathroom to take a couple of strong sleep aides. She wanted to sleep through the flight and wake up once they landed.
She came back out and sipped on her drink and then something smelling heavenly was placed before her. She dug into the appetizer, loving whatever it was. She wasn't used to eating such incredible food and thought she could get used to it.
"Well, it looks as if you're enjoying the meal," Trenton said with a chuckle. She turned a bit pink and thought, 'what the heck' she didn't care if he thought she was a pig.
"I need to figure out how this was made. It's so good," she said. "Do you have a recipe?"
"I could ask," he said, sounding amused. She didn't care what he thought, he was used to the finer things in life but she'd always had to work hard for everything she got. She was a great cook and knew she'd be able to come pretty close to the same flavor.