"Heather" he called her name softly with so much longing in his eyes.

Immediately ,blood rushed down to her ear and her confidence disappeared into thin air.

"I am sorry,Miss Heather Clifton.Are you okay, you look pale" he stated.

His cold yet soft like water enchanting voice drives her nut and instantly turn her into puppet doll, powerlessly bobbing her head in response.

"Um...um...I am fine . It just that it stuffy in here"she struggled hard for words.

"How embarrassing ,did he cast some strange spell on me"

"Oh Good Lord , I am going to be stuck next to him for the whole flight. How will I survive this...