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As a fashion designer in France, Alix has to endure long haul fights on a regular basis. Travelling first class, she usually finds herself next to a boring businessman on her flights, but not this time. She is seated next to Jean, a hot corporate lawyer, who certainly catches her eye. After a few glasses of champagne, they are ready to get to know each other better. When she invites him back to her house, unfortunately he has to fly on to Chicago and Alix finds herself all alone – but when his flight is delayed, she won’t be alone for long.

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