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Georgia shrugged, trying to play coy, “Maybe. Maybe not. We’ll see.” Though, given that Georgia would have let him into her bed at any point. She figured that was apparent by the baking of the cake and the invitation for skinny dipping. Unlike her, yes, but Joel was something else. She nodded, a small smile, “I have an excellent poker face. The one life skill of being an actor I suppose.” A laugh followed the comment, never able to take herself seriously when she called herself that. Felt too much like some bad Glee character. Georgia followed Joel pretty closely as they got in the Jet, taking a seat somewhere she could be next to time, chuckling, “This is a pretty classy jet… I’m gonna say glass for that reason alone.”
“I’ll keep my hopes up.” Joel grabbed two glasses figuring he should be classy as well and walked over to Georgia sitting next to her as he poured the champagne. “An excellent poker face, you say? I wish I had that skill. I think people can tell what I’m thinking by just looking at me.” Joel wasn’t one to keep his feelings hidden for too long. He handed her a glass putting the bottle down next to them. Taking a sip, he looked over at Georgia. “What do you think? Bonnie usually has nothing, but the best.” The flight attendant came by at the moment telling them they will be leaving shortly. Joel thanked her and settled into his seat. “Have you been on a plane before?”













