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She nodded. “Yeah, but that color looks awful on me so it’s not like I wear it. I wished I liked pink. It would make it so easy, but it would probably make Sierra vomit in her mouth.”

I grinned. “She seems like a tomboy.”

She rolled her eyes. “Total. I like it. So much easier than being a girly-girl.”

“You know what that’s like?”

“Oh yeah. I know the right fork to use. I can match fabric on drapes with a nearby couch and I can make small talk about any topic.”

“Really?”

She nodded as the plane took off, pressing us back into our seats.

“That sounds useful. Especially the matching fabric. If I remember correctly, you don’t even have drapes on your windows. And now that I say the word again… drapes, drapes, drapes. It sounds weird. What exactly are drapes?”

I continued to whisper it a few times.

“Special curtains,” she said. “So no drapes in your house?”

“No. My house is… well, you’ll see it. We’re staying there.”

“Oh, right. I didn’t really think about that. What, um, do I need to do to be your fake girlfriend?”

“Keep kissing me, for one.”

She smiled and leaned in the few inches for our lips to meet again.

“What else?”

“People need to know we’re together. I need to start posting pictures of us. Can I take one?”

“Okay.”

I didn’t want to move away from her mouth, but if we were going to do this, we might as well start. I took out my phone and pulled up the photo app. Taking her hand, I set it on my thigh. I took the pic, then showed it to Aspen.

It was obvious I was with a woman on a private plane, with the luxurious leather seats, the view out the window of blue sky and clouds. The image was nothing fancy or complicated. Candid. I fiddled with the photo in the social media app, added some text and a few hashtags, then posted.

“There.” I dropped my phone onto the seat beside me. “Now we can go back to kissing.”

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ASPEN

* * *

We kissed. And we kissed.

And I ended up in his lap, my knees on either side of his hips.

His hands were on my bare thighs slowly working their way higher.

“Luke, the flight attendant,” I reminded as I tilted my head to the side as he nibbled his way along my jaw and down my neck.

“She’s up front.”

“Let’s go in the bathroom.”

He let his head fall back against the seat. “Have you ever been in an airplane bathroom before?”

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