Her Return, His Regret novel Chapter 141

##Flashback to weeks ago##

Aiden didn’t want his brother to know that he was travelling back, so he didn’t use his family’s private jet. Instead, he boarded one of the airlines that was available that day.

The seats in first class were decent, but not as good as the Davis family’s private jet.

He sat comfortably in the reclining plush leather seat, absorbed in his handheld gaming console when suddenly, a huge bag struck him, jerking him forward.

“What the–”

Aiden turned and found a lady trying to wedge her oversized bag into the overhead compartment. Her long dark silky hair flowed beautifully on her back and she was dressed in a pair of blue jeans, a black blouse and black sneakers.

He frowned when he noticed her wrangling with the bag but he didn’t have time to offer help since his game had just gotten good.

Aiden returned his attention to his game, ignoring the lady entirely.

Meanwhile, Diane grunted softly, pushing with all her might. ‘How come these compartments felt so small?’

Diane had missed her flight and ended up using an airline that she wasn’t familiar with. This one was a bit different from the luxurious flights she usually took.

She continued to force the bag in, unaware that the back of her bag kept smacking into the man seated in the other seat.

At the same time, Aiden was almost winning his game when the bag hit him on the shoulder and in trying to quickly push it away in order to concentrate on his game, his hand shot up and landed squarely on Diane’s ass.

Diane let out a gasp, whipping her head around, her eyes blazing with anger as she spat, “What the fuck? Did you just grab my ass?”

Aiden froze when he felt the softness of what he was grabbing. He turned to look and found himself grabbing Diane’s butt.

His eyes widened and he quickly let go like he had touched hot coal.

“My apologies. I was aiming for your bag,” he explained helplessly.

Diane put her bag down and turned to fully face Aiden, saying, “Are you kidding me? Couldn’t you tell the difference between a bag and my ass? Or maybe you just wanted a feel? You’re such a pervert!”

Aiden looked uncomfortable as the other first-class passengers started peering over their newspapers and tablets to see what was going on.

He lowered his voice and remarked, “I didn’t do it intentionally. Your bag kept attacking me. Should I have left it to bruise me instead?”

“My bag was attacking you?” Diane scoffed. “Sir, it’s embarrassing for such a handsome young man like you to be a pervert.”

“I’m not a pervert!” Aiden objected. “You were shoving your damned bag into my face!”

“So you decided to grab my ass-”

“I’m sorry, ok? It was an accident. Can you please let it slide,” Aiden asked, his voice low. He didn’t want to find his face on social media the next day with a long article about him being a pervert. So even though he wasn’t a pervert, he had to be the bigger person and apologise.