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I looked up from my phone’s screen and felt my brain instantly snap out of the frustrated mood I was in three seconds ago and into a much more agreeable one.
Damn, I’m glad I practically begged this woman to accompany me on this trip.
My breath caught at the sight of Nat standing in front of me, dressed impeccably in a pair of black pants that looked like they’d been molded to her perfect ass. This woman was a fucking smoke show and would be mine for the taking all weekend too.
“Listen, asshole,” she said after she reached where I waited with the captain and his co-pilot for her to board. She greeted both gray-haired men with a smile, then looked at me. “I am merely pretending to be your wife, which takes place once we arrive at this wedding. So, up until then, I’d appreciate it if you could keep your shitty mood and stupid demands about me being late off my text messages.”
“Thank you,” I said after one of the pilots stepped forward, took her luggage, and walked to load it in the plane’s luggage compartment. Then, I looked at Natalia, “Sorry if I was abrupt, but seriously, you’re almost an hour late.”
“Perhaps you’d like someone else to play the role of Spencer Monroe’s wife?”
“No,” I answered, feeling slightly irritated that we were arguing in front of the captain. And hoping he wouldn’t bring this gossip back to his crew when they were out together, enjoying their vacation in Italy and London.
“What the fuck is going through your head right now, Spencer?” she questioned as I started to question sudden insecurities, wondering why I would even give a fuck what these guys thought about me in their spare time.
I ran a hand through my hair and pulled her arm to encourage her to board the plane so we could get out of here.
“Listen,” I started, my tone much lighter than before, “I’m sorry for being a dick. I’m just dreading this entire thing.”
She patted my arm. “Trust me, you’ll dread this much more if you keep taking your frustrations out on me.” She stopped and turned to me as we entered the luxurious aircraft. “Look, keep me happy, and you’ll be well taken care of. But piss me off, and I’ll make your mom, whom you’re dreading to see, seem like Mary Poppins,” she said as the flight attendant greeted us.
We made our way to the heart of this stunning aircraft.
“I promise we will stick to the happy wife, happy life program,” I said with a smile, feeling her luxurious fragrance assault my senses.
“So glad we could get our first fight out of the way, darling.” Then, her eyes widened as she took in the newest jet Jim had added to the fleet of aircraft he owned. “Holy shit, this is like a fucking hotel. I swear, you men are more ostentatious than any woman could ever dream of being,” she said as the flight attendant returned with champagne on ice.
“Once we’re in the air, I’ll bring the rest of the food requested for your flight, Mr. Monroe.”
“Thank you, Katrina,” I answered and dismissed the woman with a nod.
After the flight attendant left us, Nat and I stood there in silence for a few minutes, unsure how to maneuver around each other in this new space. In my beach house, we’d very quickly stripped each other’s clothes off after years of dancing around each other, and in Nat’s office, the sarcasm had quickly taken hold.
Now, in this arena, I didn’t know what to do with her or with myself around her. This wasn’t like any other relationship or situation I’d ever experienced, and I was more at sea than I’d ever been with a woman.
“Umm.” She looked around, “Where should I sit? There are kind of a lot of options.”
“Wherever your dazzling ass desires,” I said, gesturing toward all the seats in a sweeping motion. “They’re all equally comfortable, and it’s really just about what you’d like to spend the flight doing.”
Thank God, I recovered my momentarily awkward moment and got back to the foundation of what I knew we both were—a man and woman fucking with no strings attached.
The side of her mouth quirked up a little bit, and she tilted her head toward the bag. “I have some work to do, so your horny ass may have to wait.”
I gestured toward the small table next to a bay of outlets, the window next to it letting in a reasonable amount of natural light. “Make yourself at home. There’s a private Wi-Fi network, and the password is written on the paper taped to the table.”
“Okay,” she said, setting her laptop bag on the table. “What are you going to do?”
I walked over to the couch across from the table, took my seat, and crossed my legs as I watched her sit. “I thought I’d just sit here and watch you while you work and imagine bending you over that table, too, of course,” I teased.
“You’re a little creep. You know that?”
She shook her head as she took her laptop out of her bag and set it on the table, along with a tablet and an Apple Pencil. It was clear that she knew exactly what she needed to be doing on the long flight ahead of her, and I appreciated her extensive organization. I’d never seen her work, but I knew her work was a passion of hers and always had been. So even though I was down for fucking this entire flight, it would be equally as enjoyable to watch this woman handle her business in the way that I knew she could.
“Can I ask you something?”
“Green tea is my favorite ice cream flavor,” she immediately responded. “Perhaps you can let that doll of a flight attendant know for our return flight home.”
I blinked a few times before I started to chuckle. “Seriously?”
