85: Ticket to Use

Fenella’s POV I sat on the plane next to Jessy. We weren't too far from the cockpit, but we were still seated in the economy class section. To my left was one of the female models from Gene, while on my aisle side was Jessy. The plane was still preparing for takeoff, but Jessy seemed restless. I figured he might need to use the restroom urgently, so I gave him some privacy in his agitation. Seriously, he kept looking back multiple times, his legs shifting uncomfortably, and I had to pretend to adjust the music on the screen in front of me. "Fenella," Jessy called out. "Finally. Yes, Jessy, dear?"  "Um, can I switch seats to sit next to Mike? I'll convince Alan to move to this seat if you don't mind," he whispered. I sighed irritably and rolled my eyes. For Jessy's sake, I got up from my seat and turned around. Sure enough, I saw Mike a couple of rows back, directly across from our row. Alan himself looked comfortable, reclined in his seat as if he were ready to doze off with a sleep ma