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Boomer shoots a nasty glare over the seats. “Static’s off the island.”

I look down the aisle to where the team hothead is rolling his eyes. “What the hell does that mean?”

Axel snorts. “It means he thought Piper was a puck bunny.”

From six rows back, Static yells, “I didn’t recognize her!”

Boomer jerks up, looking like he’s about to jump the seats.

I turn to Axel, who’s watching a video of his baby play on his phone. “Piper, like—”

“Baby Boomer,” Bowie growls.

Putting his phone down, Axel looks between Bowie and Boomer who have started a text war with Static.

He sighs. “How’s the wife?”

Probably still in bed. Naked.

It crosses my mind to wonder if she can still feel my hands on her. If she can feel what I left inside her.

And whoa. Talk about NSFW mental imagery.

“Fuck, the look on your face, man.” He puts his hands up with a laugh. “Don’t answer that. I’m begging.”

I shake my head. “She’s good.”

Boomer looks up from his phone, plants a hand on my chest, and half crawls over me to get to the aisle. “‘She was bent over’? That’s your fucking excuse? You only saw her ass? Do you want to die? Is that it?”

Thankfully, Rux is heading up the aisle and clamps a hand on Boomer’s shoulder, shoving him back down with a single word. “Problem?”

Boomer opens his mouth, but Rux shakes his head. “Didn’t think so.”

He keeps walking, and just as Boomer twists in his seat, he adds, “Sit down,” and two seconds later, “Stay.”

Bowie snorts, plugging in some earbuds, and Axel calls home to check in with the nanny. Which leaves me next to a sulking, six-foot-three toddler.

When he crosses his arms, I think I might have lucked out and he’ll be silently pissed for the whole flight.

Sadly, not how Boomer rolls.

“All this time, I’ve been wondering what your deal was. No bunnies. No girl. No guy. But you’ve been hiding a wife, huh?”

I shrug, start scrolling through emails. “Just a private guy.”

“Uh-huh.”

He’s staring.

I can ignore it. Eventually, he’ll take the hint.

Still staring.

Shit, I can feel it. And it’s not that good feeling I get when I catch Stormy staring at me. Not even close.

Fuck. “We were trying to figure some things out.”

Silence.

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