Jason leaned back in his seat, desperately trying to focus on anything other than the irritation bubbling inside him. For a few blessed minutes, there was peace. The hum of the engines became a soothing backdrop, and Jason felt himself beginning to relax.
Then it started. A gentle but persistent thumping against the back of his seat. Jason’s muscles tensed. He tried to ignore it, hoping it would stop. But the kicking continued, each thud a deliberate reminder of the blonde woman’s presence behind him.