Taste of Temptation

I give a quick nod to Marcel and manage to flash Paola a polite smile. I actually like the flight attendant a lot more now that Marcel has made it crystal clear he is not interested in her. Paola returns the smile, though it does not quite reach her eyes, and pivots on her heel to go prepare our meals.

I settle back into the plush leather seat, expecting standard airplane food or some cold cafet