Chapter 29 : An Invitation Into His Bed

**Isa "Are you nervous?" Callan asked, leaning over me to tighten the harness. My heart was pounding, but since I was with him and I knew he wouldn't do anything to hurt me, I nodded. "I trust you," I said breathily. Callan grinned and kissed me playfully on the lips. Instead of easing me, it made the butterflies I'm my stomach come alive, too. Callan situated himself behind the controls and put on a headset. "How many times have you flown, exactly?" I asked. He grinned. "When my family bought the island, I was about 10 years old. But I learned soon after turning 20, so I could come out here by myself. I was an ornery kid in my twenties. I've flown more times than I can count." I took a deep breath. It was true. I trusted him. But this was my first time putting my life in his hands, so, of course I was going to be a little nervous. But, soon enough, we were up in the air and flying south down towards Mexico. The flight was a long four-and-a-hal