Seth stared in annoyance at the woman in the airport. Sure, she was hot to look at from what he could see with her long, caramel brown hair hanging down in a braid. Her eyes were glued to her phone and that was what annoyed him. Her phone was constantly pointed at him. She had to be filming him. A fan coming across Seth freaking Rollins at the airport, and she was probably live streaming it on Instagram or Facebook. He had tried to ignore it but it became too much. He got up from his seat and stomped over to her.

"Do you mind?" He asked in a harsh tone.
"Huh?" She looked up at him.
"Stop filming me!" He demanded.
"I'm not filming you. I'm playing Slidey," she said.

She turned her phone for him to see. Sure enough, it was open on a game he didn't know. He suddenly felt embarrassed.

"I made it to level 19 for the first time. I don't hope you broke my good luck," she said.
"Sorry," he said sheepishly.

He stared in her eyes. They were a weird mix of dark blue and dark green. Like an ocean running wild.

"Why would I be filming you anyway? Are you famous or something?" She asked.
"No, I'm nobody," he said. "Again, I'm sorry. I'm just tired and I thought... Well, I thought wrong. I won't bother you anymore."

He went back to his seat and fished out his own phone. He had just made a fool out of himself because he got stuck up in his own name. She had no idea who he was. Every so often he raised his eyes to look at her. She didn't look at him once. She was concentrating on the game.

A voice announced that his flight was boarding. He yanked up his bag and looked at her in surprise when she did the same. He followed around 20 steps behind her, and of course she was getting on the same flight as him. He let a few people get in between them in line so he could watch her from afar. Her round ass in those dark blue jeans. Perfect to bite down on. That short, light brown jacket and those cowboy boots in the same light brown color. She was everything he wouldn't mind spending a night with.

"Ticket, please," a woman said.

He had been so lost in his thoughts that he just stood there like an idiot when it was his turn to board. He handed the woman his ticket and walked onto the flight. He went down the isle in search for his seat. Of course he was seated next to the woman with the ocean eyes.

"So we meet again, mermaid," he said.
"Mermaid?" She asked.
"Sorry, your eyes remind me of the ocean. I swear I'm not trying to flirt or anything. I'll shut up now," he said.
"It's okay," she chuckled. "Mermaid. Sure, why not? I like the ocean."

She leaned her head back with a smile.

"So why are you going to Iowa?" He asked.
"I'm moving to Davenport," she answered.
"Really? Why?" He asked.
"Change of scenery. I got out of a bad relationship and I felt like starting over," she shrugged. "I got a job interview at a coffee shop tomorrow."
"329 Dport?" He smirked
"Yeah? Do you know it?" She asked.
"I go there sometimes," he answered.

He could do the right thing and tell her it was his coffee shop. He had a job interview in the morning with a woman named Chantol, and it could only be her. He decided against telling her anything. He liked that she had no idea who he was. It was rare he got to sit down and talk with a stranger who didn't know who he was and expected something from him.

"What's the owner like?" She asked.
"He is sexy as hell," he grinned.
"Are you gay?" She asked.
"Nope, just know sexy when I see it," he answered.
"It would make sense though. You're too good looking to be straight," she said.

He couldn't help but laugh at that. Someone shushed him. It was a late night flight. People were trying to sleep. He killed his laughter and looked at her again.

"I'm nervous. I really need this job. I got some money saved up but most of it has already gone for my new apartment, and I still need furniture and stuff. All my personal belongings were shifted there yesterday, so at least I got that," she said.
"Don't worry about the owner," he gave her a warm smile. "He's gonna love you and hire you on the spot."
"I hope so," she said.
"I know so," he said.
"It sounds like you know him personally," she said.

He shrugged and gave her a secret smile. He wasn't gonna reveal he was the owner. This was too much fun. She was in for a surprise when she walked in next morning for her job interview. He hadn't been lying though. He was gonna hire her on the spot.