Dove
It wasn't that I wasn't excited to be wrapped up in Bucky's arms and smothered with kisses. I loved it a lot. In fact it was very well what I breathed for these days. It was the fact he was doing it in front of possible employees in his jet.
The jet itself was something out of a pure fiction movie. It was wrapped in a black, white and brown cow print pattern that made it look like it was a flying cow. Underneath the left wing was written 'Billie' and the right 'Bob'.
The tail had 'The Legend Himself' and the side B&B. It made sense though that it could be Mr Billie Bobs. Not many people could pull off the cow print flawlessly without any fault, but only the legend himself could and make it look highly amazing.
My hands were still resting on Bucky's chest when Jay jumped out of the car. I dropped them like he was lava and let them sort of dangle to my sides like a flopping fish. Maybe if I presented to not be too keen people would just think of Bucky as a loving boss.
