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“Happy birthday, beautiful.”
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“Good evening, Myka,” I shout when we board the plane.
She removes her earbuds and acknowledges our presence.
“Hey there, Ms. Johnson,” my brother simply says as he takes his seat behind hers. The other two speak and follow his directive, filling that row.
“Evening guys.” She smiles, looking around as other passengers fill the cabin. “And Simon, where will you be sitting?”
“Oh, my seat is right here next to you, love.” I stow away my carry-on and put my arse right where I claimed.
She rolls her eyes and turns her attention to a book. “Are you always this happy?” she utters, her gaze not on me.
She doesn’t see the way my gaze falls upon her and how I ache to see her full face and not her profile. I fight the urge to touch her, not knowing why I want to. “No, not usually. Before you, I wouldn’t even be up. But thanks to the Myka Johnson cleanup plan, I am a different person.”
She chuckles at my fake infomercial. “No, you’re not. Just extra troublesome.” She pops her earbuds back into place and presses the play button on her phone.
“What are you listening to?” I ask.
“Just some regular music in rotation on the new release radar.”
“Anything good?”
“Some catchy tunes, but nothing to make me put them on repeat.”
“Can I take a listen?”
“Will it stop this question-and-answer barrage?” she snaps.
“You are a bit of an angry bird, aren’t you?”
“Not really. Any time my schedule changes unexpectantly is tricky ground when dealing with me.”
“At least this is a flight you can sleep on. That’s what I plan on doing.” I take the small neck pillow and place it on her shoulder and lay my head there to rest.
“Uh no. Simon. You cannot rest your head on my shoulder.”
“Would you prefer me to use your lap? I know I would.” She has no idea how much I would prefer my head to rest on her legs.
“Are you kidding me? No, not even there.” She looks at me and for a quick second, I feel like she’s contemplating that option. “The seats do lie back. You can rest that way.”
“Yes, but this bloke next to us might get the wrong idea if he awakens and finds me holding his hand. If I snuggle with you, I’ll be comfortable and won’t have to find a source of calm. I’ve done it before. Ended up with two lovelies in my hotel.”
She lets out an exhaustive breath. “Fine Simon. If it will make you comfortable and get you to shut up, then, by all means, lay your head down.”
I take the pillow and lie across her legs, knowing this will get a rise from her.
She snatches the earbuds from their snug place. “Simon, what the fuck are you doing?” she exclaims, bringing attention to us.
I laugh as I raise up. “What? I thought you meant whatever makes me comfortable.”
She takes the pillow from me while I continue to laugh and props it on the area between her neck and shoulder.
“Shoulder, Simon. Rest on my shoulder. God, you egotistical asshole.”
I continue to laugh. She’s so hot when she’s mad. I calm myself a bit, and I don’t anger her further.
