HUNDRED AND TWENTY SIX

"It's going to be a long flight; there is a bedroom right at this corner if you want to rest." Sin says, pointing in the direction of where the bedroom was.

"okay."

Since I was hungry, I pressed the bell, alerting the flight attendant. I was craving a chicken sandwich right now, so I ordered two with a glass of juice.

When I was done eating, I took out my phone to continue the story I was reading. As I was reading the story, I turned to see what Sin was doing and saw him typing on his laptop. He looked calm and distracted, probably going through his emails. His brow furrowed, and he bit his lips while typing frantically on his laptop.

He must have noticed my gaze on him because his eyes shifted from the laptop to look at me as I diverted my eyes to look down at my phone and looked at Sin, who was staring at me.

"You stink at pretending." He says amused.

I scoffed. "I am not pretending; I was actually reading," I mentioned to the phone in my hand.

"I never said you weren't, bambina," h