Except after two flights over many hours she could think of little else, other than a long soak in a really hot bath. The soreness she'd expected from her scene with Dex had already set in and everything ached. Which normally wasn't a bad thing, when she was at home nursing her body and reveling in the memories. However, jet-setting across several states and now out into the middle of the ocean was a completely different experience. The private jet had been pleasant enough and thankfully no one bothered her, so she didn't have to share the fact that she'd been scared half to death. Before last night, she'd never been on a plane before. The kind flight attendant had checked on her several times and even suggested she lay her seat back and try to get some sleep. But Bonnie couldn't sleep with thoughts of the plane plunging her to an early death constantly on her mind. She had however accepted several glasses of champagne and that had calmed her nerves, until she'd hopped aboard the puddle jumper that was to take her out to the island of Eden.
