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“You mean, is Trace on the front-page, the FBI having collared him after years on the run?” He flipped a page. “No.”
“I see you have the funnies this morning.” As Andrea passed by, I asked, “Could I also get a coffee? Cream and sugar?”
“Sorry,” she said. “We’re starting our descent. I have to sit down.”
Figured. Theo probably could have asked for his drink now and Andrea would’ve bounced to give it to him. Unfortunately, I didn’t have his sizable, perfect dick.
Stop thinking about sex with Theo.
Having him for real brought back the chemistry between us, the explosive sex and the orchestral orgasms. The fact that he could bring me to the brink with his teeth dragging across my breasts. An image of him on top of me, of me on top of him, my nipples tightening the instant his lips locked onto them, the idea of him kneeling in front of me, using his tongue on my—
“Are you a nervous flyer?”
I tore my attention from the window. Theo had been studying me, that half-lidded gaze of his noting every tic, every flush.
“Hmm? No.” I wiggled a bit in my seat. No need to let him in on my desires. Not anymore. “Not exactly.”
“It’ll be dreary when we land,” he said, his face remaining neutral. “You may want to put on the pants I got you.”
“No.” My mother’s hissing warning resounded in my ears. “I mean, no, thank you.”
“I appreciate the pleasantry,” Theo said with a wry smile, and contrasted with his scar, it was the grin of Lucifer. “You’ll regret it.”
Regret what, I wondered? The taste of him on my lips, experienced a mere few hours ago? His hot breath on my neck as I rode him, which, if we spent any longer together, I’d want to do again, and again, heartbreak be damned?
“I’ll add it to the list,” I said. “What’s next in your plan of plans, anyway? Are we showing up on Trace’s doorstep?”
“Don’t you wish.”
“Can I have my phone back? Or can you at least tell me the information you found from Neri’s?”
“Yes, and you’ll find out soon enough.”
Theo made no moves to get my phone.
The wheels touched down on the tarmac and the plane rocked side-to-side against the roaring wind. Once the engines slowed down, the pilot came over the speakers. “We’ve arrived at your destination Mr. Saxon, Miss Rhodes. Welcome to London, where the temperature is fifty-seven degrees with overcast skies with a sixty percent chance of precipitation over the next few hours.”
“Is it notJune?” I asked no one in particular. I glanced down at my exposed thighs, expecting them to preemptively be covered with goosebumps.
Theo shot out of his seat and tossed a canary yellow raincoat that fell across my legs. Stupidity wasn’t in my vocabulary, so I accepted the jacket with a glower.
“Time to go,” Theo said, tossing on his own leather coat over a hoodie. He flipped the hood up, half his face disappearing beneath the folds.
“Where?” I asked, shoving my arms through the raincoat.
“Haven’t you figured it out, Scarlet?” He flashed me a wicked grin within his cover. “We’re continuing our game.”
Aren’t we just, I mused, and swiped and swallowed the rest of his coffee before following him off the plane.
