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Your Lips to Mine #6: Skybound Hearts Flight 27
The tension between us was still thick in the air, our emotions raw from the confrontation we’d just had. I had expected things to feel strained afterward, but what I hadn’t expected was the way my heart was still pounding—still heavy from the weight of what had been said. Adrian and I had finally aired our fears, our frustrations, but the air still felt charged, like a storm was waiting to break. We were sitting together now, not saying much, but the silence between us wasn’t awkward. It was more like we were both processing the vulnerability we had just shared. It wasn’t easy, not by any means, but I could feel something shifting. Something that felt like it could break either way—either we would pull apart, or we would draw closer. I wasn’t sure which one I wanted. Maybe both. “Isla,” Adrian’s voice broke through the quiet, his tone hesitant, but there was something in it that made my chest tighten. He was still trying to find his footing after everything, I could hear it in the
Last Updated : 2025-01-09Your Lips to Mine #6: Skybound Hearts Flight 28
The moment the kiss was splashed across the tabloids, everything changed. I should have expected it. Adrian and I weren’t exactly flying under the radar. But there was a world of difference between reading about celebrities and actually becoming one of the subjects. When the pictures of us—of him kissing me, of us together—went viral, it felt like the universe turned upside down. The media latched onto it like hungry wolves, and I could feel their eyes on me at every turn. I had never been one to seek attention. In fact, I’ve spent most of my life avoiding it. But now? Now, it felt like I couldn’t escape it, like every movement I made was under a microscope. Every word I said was dissected and analyzed. The worst part? It wasn’t just about me anymore. It was about us. About Adrian and me. The headlines didn't care about who I was, what I wanted, or what I was capable of. They only cared about one thing—my relationship with Adrian. "Isla Whitmore: The Gold Digger?" "Adrian Pierce’s
Last Updated : 2025-01-09Your Lips to Mine #6: Skybound Hearts Flight 29
Adrian’s world was crashing down around him. He could feel the weight of it pressing in, suffocating him. The emails and phone calls, the constant barrage of problems from his rival company—it all felt like too much. Every move he made seemed to be the wrong one, and his company, the one thing he had worked tirelessly to build, was slipping through his fingers. He was failing. But that wasn’t the hardest part. The hardest part was the way Isla was looking at him. He could feel her eyes on him, full of concern and frustration, and it made him want to run. He could already see the worry in her expression, the way she was trying to reach him. But he didn’t know how to let her in. He had spent so much of his life pushing people away, keeping them at arm’s length. He thought he was doing the right thing, thinking that if he could just shield the people he loved from the chaos, they would be safe. But it never worked. In the end, they always left, always ran from the mess he had created
Last Updated : 2025-01-09Your Lips to Mine #6: Skybound Hearts Flight 30
The days following that conversation were hard. The weight of everything—Adrian’s business troubles, the media storm, and the constant pressure from all directions—felt like it was starting to crush me. But it wasn’t just that. It was what Adrian’s pain had been doing to us. I could feel him retreating again, like he was bracing for something, like he was trying to protect himself, even if it meant shutting me out. It scared me. I knew that I loved him. That wasn’t the issue. I was starting to realize, though, that loving him didn’t mean losing myself. Somewhere between the craziness of everything that had been happening, I had lost track of what I needed, of what I was willing to tolerate, of what I could give without it draining me. I needed space. Space to think. To reflect. And I needed to remind myself that, while Adrian was becoming such an integral part of my life, I couldn’t lose myself in his world. So, I took a step back. A small one, but one that was necessary. I knew Ad
Last Updated : 2025-01-09Your Lips to Mine #6: Skybound Hearts Flight 31
Trust had always been a strange thing to me. I didn’t know how to define it. I didn’t know how to build it or even if I could, because it had never been something that came easily. Growing up, I learned to guard my heart. I didn’t want to let anyone in too close—didn’t want anyone to see the cracks, the parts of me that were always left unhealed. I guess it made sense that I had built my life this way, always wary, always holding something back. I’d seen too many people disappoint me, and I couldn’t afford to be vulnerable again. But with Adrian, everything felt different. It wasn’t like I’d set out to trust him—at least, not in the way I had with others in the past. It was more like he had chipped away at all those walls I’d built around myself, slowly, patiently. I had never expected to let someone in the way I had let him. And what surprised me even more was that it didn’t feel like a loss of control. For the first time, it felt like I was sharing a part of myself with someone who
Last Updated : 2025-01-09Your Lips to Mine #6: Skybound Hearts Flight 32
The evening air was heavy with the scent of rain, a cool breeze slipping through the open balcony door as I curled up on the couch in Adrian’s apartment. It was one of those rare quiet nights when the world seemed to pause. Adrian was unusually fidgety, pacing back and forth across the room. I watched him out of the corner of my eye, his brow furrowed, lips pressed into a thin line. He hadn’t said much since dinner, which was unlike him. Usually, he filled the silences with charming anecdotes or questions about my day. But tonight, he seemed… distracted. I tucked my legs underneath me, resting my chin on the arm of the couch. “Adrian,” I said softly, breaking the quiet. “What’s going on with you?” He stopped pacing and looked at me, his gray eyes shadowed with a mix of apprehension and determination. “There’s something I’ve been thinking about,” he began, his voice low but steady. My stomach tightened. Words like that often led to serious conversations—the kind that left your ches
Last Updated : 2025-01-10Your Lips to Mine #6: Skybound Hearts Flight 33
The sound of waves crashing against the shore greeted me as I stepped out of the car and took my first look at the secluded beach resort Adrian had brought me to. It was breathtaking, the kind of place that seemed pulled straight from a postcard. A long stretch of golden sand hugged the turquoise water, and palm trees swayed gently in the breeze. The sun was low on the horizon, casting warm orange and pink hues over the sea. For a moment, I forgot to breathe. “It’s beautiful, isn’t it?” Adrian’s voice pulled me from my trance. He stood beside me, his hands casually tucked into his pockets, but there was a softness in his eyes as he looked at me, not the view. “It’s perfect,” I said, my voice barely above a whisper. He smiled, the kind of smile that seemed to reach deep into his soul. “Come on. Let me show you where we’re staying.” The cottage was perched on a small hill overlooking the beach, secluded enough to feel like the rest of the world didn’t exist. Inside, it was cozy and
Last Updated : 2025-01-10Your Lips to Mine #6: Skybound Hearts Flight 34
It had been less than a week since Adrian and I had returned from our blissful weekend getaway, but it already felt like a lifetime ago. The tranquility of those sunlit mornings and quiet evenings had been replaced by a storm of flashing cameras, endless phone calls, and a public judgment that I wasn’t prepared for. The first sign of trouble came early one morning. Adrian was still asleep, his arm draped protectively over me, when my phone buzzed incessantly on the nightstand. Groggily, I reached for it, expecting some mundane notification. Instead, the headlines glaring back at me made my heart stop. "Billionaire Adrian Blackwell’s New Romance: Gold Digger or Genuine Love?" "Adrian Blackwell’s Vulnerable Side Exposed: Is Isla Martinez Taking Advantage?" I stared at the words, disbelief washing over me. There were photos—candid shots of us walking on the beach, laughing over dinner, and even a blurry one of Adrian kissing my forehead under the stars. They should have been beautifu
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Your Lips to Mine #6: Skybound Hearts Flight 95
The soft hum of the city outside our apartment had always been a kind of comfort. It was a steady pulse, a reminder that life was always moving, no matter what. But tonight, in the quiet of our little world, I couldn’t shake the feeling that everything was about to change. Adrian and I had been through so much already. The whirlwind of our relationship, the ups and downs, the unexpected twists and turns that life always seems to throw at us. And now, here we were—sitting side by side on the balcony of our home, wrapped in the warmth of the evening air, watching as the city lights flickered like tiny stars beneath us. I looked at him, his profile illuminated by the soft glow of the streetlights below, and my heart did that familiar flip it always did when I thought of how much he meant to me. Adrian Blackwell, the man who had come into my life when I least expected it, but exactly when I needed him the most. And now, we were here, building something together that felt bigger than jus
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Your Lips to Mine #6: Skybound Hearts Flight 93
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Your Lips to Mine #6: Skybound Hearts Flight 92
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Your Lips to Mine #6: Skybound Hearts Flight 91
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Your Lips to Mine #6: Skybound Hearts Flight 90
The day has arrived. Our wedding day. The day I’ve imagined in so many different ways, but never quite like this. Every moment feels like a dream, something I’ve been waiting for my entire life. But as I stand here, looking out over the small crowd of our closest family and friends, I know this is real. This is our reality. Adrian and I, finally tying the knot, surrounded by the people who have supported us throughout our journey. The morning has been a whirlwind of activity, with the last-minute preparations coming together as if by magic. The sounds of laughter, the soft hum of music in the background, and the gentle rush of excitement in the air make everything feel so surreal. But in the midst of it all, I’m calm. At peace. This is where I’m meant to be, with the man I love, about to start the rest of our lives together. I’m standing in front of the mirror, adjusting my veil, when I hear the soft knock on the door. “Isla?” Adrian’s voice is muffled through the wood, and I can f
Your Lips to Mine #6: Skybound Hearts Flight 89
It’s hard to believe that the day is almost here. The wedding day. The one we’ve been planning for months, the one I thought would never come. In a way, it feels surreal, like I’m living in a dream. But this isn’t a dream; this is my reality. Adrian and I are about to marry each other, and not only that, we’re about to become parents. It’s a lot to process, especially when you’re the one who’s carrying the child. Every time I look in the mirror, I see a different version of myself. A woman who’s about to step into a new chapter. A wife. A mother. The weight of that is something I’ve never quite been prepared for, and it’s both exhilarating and terrifying all at once. The days leading up to the wedding have been a whirlwind, just like everything in our lives. Adrian’s schedule has been as busy as ever, but he’s made it clear that this is a priority for him. For us. Even with the constant phone calls, meetings, and deadlines that come with being the CEO of Blackwell Enterprises, he’s
Your Lips to Mine #6: Skybound Hearts Flight 88
It wasn’t until I held the positive pregnancy test in my hands that everything shifted. For so long, Adrian and I had lived in a whirlwind—his demanding position as the CEO of Blackwell Enterprises, my career as a flight attendant, the constant ebb and flow of responsibilities, deadlines, and travels. I suppose I always assumed we would have time to plan our wedding properly, to do it the way we wanted, but somewhere along the way, life had gotten in the way. What started as a simple promise to have an intimate ceremony had been put on hold, again and again, until it felt like something that could wait forever.But now, with a baby on the way, the sense of urgency was there. Not in a panicked way, but in the way you realize something matters deeply—more than anything else—and it’s time to make it a priority. We were preparing to become parents, to create a life together, and that meant honoring our commitment to one another in the most personal, meaningful way we could.It was Adrian’
Your Lips to Mine #6: Skybound Hearts Flight 87
The morning began like any other. The soft light filtered through the blinds, casting a warm glow across the room. I woke up to the familiar sound of Adrian’s breathing beside me, his arm draped over my waist. It was a peaceful moment, one I had grown to cherish more and more lately. Things had shifted between us, in a way that felt like we were growing into a new phase of our lives—one where we had learned to lean on each other, not just in the face of challenges, but in moments of calm as well.But that morning, as I stretched and turned toward Adrian to kiss him awake, something felt different. There was a flutter in my chest, a tightness in my stomach that I couldn’t quite place. I had been feeling it for days now—this strange mix of unease and excitement. My body felt different, my energy levels had dipped, and the nausea had been more persistent than usual. I thought I might be getting sick, but there was something inside of me that whispered it could be more than that.As I lay
