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“Can we skip the club tonight?” I asked, before I’d even finished a few of the guys were shaking their heads.

“Sacrilegious!” Noah yelled.

“Sorry, Love,” Theo apologized, although he didn’t look upset at all. The smile on his face didn’t match his tone as I scolded him with a shake of my head.

Theo seemed to forget to share small things like dress codes and flights because our worlds were so different. Since starting Knight Enterprises, he never worried about money. Expensive trips and international flights were just routine for him, nothing worth mentioning to anyone else.

I listened as they moved on to our plans for the weekend, admittedly I was excited to experience London with them. Apparently, we were going to a football match while we were there and they were really excited, since it was the team they normally watched on TV together. They also talked about how excited they were for me to see it in person, from the box.

There went my night of distance and space from Theo.

20

Quinn

After work I’d rushed home, packed a load of stuff I didn’t need and then admittedly had a fun few hours with the guys before rolling up to the airport.

Normally this kind of last-minute plan would stress me out but the more time I spent with Theo, the more I was learning to go with the flow. It was getting easier each time.

When they said we were flying, I assumed we would be going commercial. I should’ve known better with these guys.

We had stopped briefly at a gate where we all had to get out. We had our passports scanned, went through easy security and our flight itinerary was checked. We then got back into the limo and pulled up the private air strip stopping close to the plane. Everyone started piling out, our luggage being handled by some staff that had been waiting for us.

The plane looked way bigger than I was expecting and I didn’t even want to know how much it cost.

“You own a plane?” I asked, looking at Theo who had gotten out before me and was leaning down to look at me since I hadn’t moved.

Theo was in a pair of jeans and a black long-sleeve, I rarely saw him this casual and it was just as much of a turn-on as his suits. He could pull of anything.

Honestly, the way this man was built... I’d walked in on him in his home gym the other day, running on the treadmill without a shirt on, sweat dripping down his chiseled chest. Turns out the gym isn’t so bad when your six-three boyfriend is railing you up against the wall.

“Technically I don’t own it,” he said as I put my hand in his to get out of the limo. The others were making their way up the stairs into the plane already. “The company does.”

I rolled my eyes and smacked him lightly on the chest. The damn thing had ‘Knight Enterprises’ written on the side.

“Mr. Knight,” the flight attendant smiled brightly at us at the entrance to the plane, “welcome back.” She had her hair pulled into a clean bun, dress pants, a button up collared shirt, and a black vest. It was very formal.

He nodded as we walked past the cockpit and a small kitchen, leading us into the main cabin, a carpet under our feet and some cabinets for storing items were beside us.

There were two sections of seats separated by the aisle. Each side had four large white leather chairs, two facing two on either side, separated by a long table. Behind that there were two three-seater leather couches also facing each other. At the very back there was another bar area, and two doors. It was clean, spacious, simple and no doubt expensive.

Asher had claimed a seat on my left and already had his phone out. Will, Oli, and Jaxson were to my right in the chairs. Will was talking with Oli and Jaxson had his eyes closed, head resting back. Noah was on one of the couches, buckled in, laying down and may have already been sleeping.

“What do you think?” Theo asked at my back.

I shook my head, a little overwhelmed. “How am I supposed to fly commercial again after this?”

Theo laughed and gave me a kiss on the head. “You won’t have to.” I liked that he talked about the future with me so easily, like it wasn’t even a question that we would be in it together. “Where do you want to sit? We can sit up here with Asher, on the couch or there is a bed in the back.”

I tilted my head up to look at him. “You have a bed?”

“Don’t give me that look. We fly overnight often for business, it comes in handy when all of us are on, we sometimes play rock-paper-scissors for it.”

“You guys and your rock-paper-scissors,” I said with a shake of my head and a chuckle. The image of these billionaires playing rock-paper-scissors with their Rolexes on was never not funny. I didn’t say anything as I took the window seat across from Asher who was trying to hide a smirk.

After we were settled, we quickly taxied and got in the air. Theo explained they worked with a company that supplied them with a pilot, co-pilot and two flight attendants for any flight they chartered. They then also had to pay for ground crew and a few others, including a crew for flight maintenance both here and where we would land in London. They had a small team on rotation and they knew all of them. It was important for Theo when they hired them that they weren’t only a good company but also had the highest possible safety ratings.

Food and more drinks were served after we were in the air, pulling Noah off the couch to join us in the chairs. With the aisle separating us I thought maybe the conversation would be stinted but the group’s chatter rarely stopped.