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I nodded and pressed my face against his chest, mildly annoyed he wasn’t smelling of his usual body wash.
I needed movement, sound, and familiar scents to ground me when I fell asleep. At least, that’s what instinct told me. I could anchor myself to River and Reese. Even to Crew and Mercier, who’d fallen asleep to a movie behind us.
Crew’s snores and the movie running were reassuring.
I took a deep breath and tilted my head against River’s chest, and I yawned and reached for my soda on the table.
The jet had two seats on one side and a single chair across the aisle, so we’d taken the first in the two-by-two section, where I could keep both River and Reese in my view. The latter was watching me over the screen of his laptop.
“I’m okay,” I said.
The nightmare I’d had at Hillcroft’s training facility had been much worse. It’d been so quiet there, so I’d been completely consumed by the nightmare. Until Reese had woken me up, and I’d felt like I’d just run a marathon, complete with pounding heart, labored breaths, and cold sweat.
Reese didn’t have to say anything. I knew I was gonna meet with a counselor when we got home. River had spoken about one at Hillcroft who specialized in trauma and PTSD.
I wasn’t looking forward to it.
I took a swig of my Coke before returning it to the table.
“Get something more to eat, sweetheart.” Reese dug through our bag from that gas station and handed over a wrapped sandwich.
He must’ve made it earlier. He’d bought bread and fixings.
I sat up and accepted the food, and I removed the plastic. “Did you make this?”
“Yeah. Unless I wanna see you and River pick apart a loaf of bread like two animals, I gotta prepare your sandwiches beforehand.”
I grinned and bit into the bread, and it was so fucking good. Cheese, ham, tomatoes, and the tastiest bread I’d had in a while.
“You’re the best,” I said with my mouth full.
He winked at me and returned his attention to the laptop.
I held up the sandwich to River, and he growled playfully when he took a big bite.
A shiver of contentment rolled through me.
I was gonna be okay. I had these two with me, every step of the way.
* * *
Elliott Jones
I yawned, adjusting the waistband on my boxer briefs, and left the bathroom, then peered into the front cabin, where everyone but Reese was asleep. Or maybe River and Shay were up too—I could only see the backs of their heads.
Crew was…a funny sight. Head resting on Mercier’s shoulder, mouth open. It was a wonder Mercier could sleep through those snores.
I scratched my chest and returned to the back, and I closed the curtain before slipping under the blankets with Joel again. It was late afternoon outside, but in here, it might as well be the middle of the night. All window screens had been dimmed; all lights that could be turned off had.
He hummed sleepily as I pressed my lips to his shoulder.
Fuck, I couldn’t keep my hands off him. Close wasn’t close enough. Another yawn slipped out, and I buried my face against his neck.
This was how I wanted to sleep every night for the rest of my life, with his perfect body pressed against mine, his ass against my cock, my hand roaming his front… Okay, in the future, I wanted to ban underwear in bed, but the rest was fantastic.
“How long have we slept?” he mumbled drowsily.
“Just a couple hours.” I drew a deep breath as sleep grabbed me in its clutches again. We had a solid five or six hours before we landed.
