"He stood in the aisle and yelled loudly, 'I want to complain to this airline! Every time I fly, I sit in the same seat with no movies to watch, not even curtains! It makes me unable to sleep!' Then the flight attendant came over and said in a resigned tone, 'Come on, captain, stop messing around.'"
Drew immediately giggled, shaking charmingly, her chest trembling against Adrian's arm, "Are you always this humorous and witty, Mr. Cowell?"
"It depends on the situation and the person. I am more than willing to make a beautiful lady laugh," Adrian shrugged, his eyes unintentionally sweeping over her delicate collarbone. Such flirtation had happened several times during their conversation of more than ten minutes. Although Drew was very subtle and natural, she couldn't escape Adrian's notice.
"I wish I could make people happy like you do," Drew sighed, tilting her head to brush the strands of hair from her temples, revealing her pale neck.