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Bryce lifts both palms like he’s weighing something. “Potato, Potahto. I was going to be in London anyway. Figured it couldn’t hurt to keep you from doing something stupid.”
“Well, do us all a favor and shut the fuck up until we land,” Owen snaps.
Bryce pulls out a pair of headphones and slips them on, and I do my best to pretend he isn’t there. I will definitely be digging into him when we land.
As the plane lifts off a few minutes later, I can’t help but feel like life as I know it is changing. Instead of flying off on my honeymoon, I’m fleeing the home I’ve always known with my fiancée, and her former lover.
***
Bellamy
I did not sleep well last night, but it feels good to be flying back to Las Vegas. It’s my home, and I’ve spent the past two and a half months trying to convince myself I could make London my new home with Tobias. I told him I would honor my commitment, but my heart is breaking at the thought of leaving my safe haven again when the time comes.
When we are in the air, I stand and look at Owen and Tobias. They’re both so strong and handsome in such different ways. I fell in love with Tobias when we were teens, but Owen stole my heart in college, and he’s owned me ever since. I don’t understand how I’m supposed to break away from that and give my commitment to another man.
“Going to lie down, love?” Owen asks, absentmindedly as he focuses on his laptop.
I nearly say yes, Sir. It’s my knee-jerk response with him, and I don’t know how to turn it off.
Thankfully, I’m distracted by the fact that Tobias is shooting Owen a death glare. “I’m exhausted. Wake me in a couple of hours if one of you wants a turn with the bed.”
Tobias puts a hand on my forearm. “You should just sleep. We’ll be fine out here,love.”
The emphasis he puts on the word love has Owen snapping his gaze to Tobias before he looks at me. “Tobias is right. I won’t sleep anyway. Get some good rest.”
In some ways, it might be good that Bryce showed up. His presence might be the thing that keeps the two of them from murdering each other at thirty-thousand feet.
I hurry towards the bedroom to avoid any more awkwardness and slip off my shoes before laying on the bed.
Exhaustion wins out over my racing mind, and I drift off to sleep faster than I expect.
But sleep is not as restful as I would like. I’m plagued by dreams of handsome men. Tobias is in bed with me, kissing me, touching me, saying dirty things. But Owen is there too, and it’s fucking with my head.
Sometime later, I jerk awake only to find Tobias sitting on the bench seat next to the bed.
“What were you dreaming about?” he asks quietly. My face heats. There is no way I’m telling him.
I sit up and pull the blanket protectively against my chest, despite being fully dressed.
“What are you doing here?” I ask, my voice husky from sleep.
“I came to check on you.”
“And your idea of checking on me is to sit there and watch me sleep?”
He lifts one shoulder. “Seemed like you were having a pleasant dream. I wanted to see where it went. You moan pretty.”
My face heats, and I point at the door. “Get out.”
He stands and moves closer to the bed. “Can a man not enjoy the way his fiancée moans?”
Anger mixes with my embarrassment, and my face is so hot I’m convinced it’s going to burst into flames any moment. But he’s standing there in his suit, looking stern and intense, and I’m suddenly transported back to my dream. What would he be like in bed?
“You’ll find I can be attentive to all your needs if you let me in, Bellamy.”
My name on his lips sets the rest of me on fire, and I’m certain I’ll bring the plane down with the weight of my lust.
He bends and kisses my head. “We’re landing in an hour and a half if you want to freshen up.”
