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We all looked in the direction she was pointing and all I could see was a massive crowd of people. Ella stifled a chuckle and I rolled my eyes.
“He can’t go anywhere without people surrounding him,” she said.
I put my head back down to my phone and continued with the email I had been working on. I promised Ella I wouldn’t do any more work on the trip, and I kept that promise, but the trip was basically over now, right?
The large crowdof people started to dissipate, and I glanced up to see that Dylan was standing next to someone who I assumed to be his security detail (what a prick), and they started heading in our direction.
“Don’t tell me you’re on this flight, too, sis?” he asked as he approached Ella.
“You’re flying commercial? Wow, never thought I’d see the day,” she said.
“You know I got rid of my jet, right? Not good for the environment.”
I scoffed at him, and though I thought it was a quiet scoff, everyone in the area suddenly looked at me.
“Sorry,” I muttered under my breath.
Dylan took the seat next to Ella, and she began to tell him all about the weekend we had. He seemed impressed by everything we had done, and I felt a little bit of gratification at that. I wasn’t just some stick in the mud who wanted to keep everyone from going to a concert. I knew that my plans were better, and I wanted everyone to enjoy the rewards of my hard work. Which they did.
Dylan only lingered for a moment before he disappeared into another crowd of people. When this crowd dispersed, he was no longer in sight. I hated to admit it, but I was just a tiny bit disappointed he was gone.
As much as I told myself I hated him, it may not have been entirely true. He was clearly a caring person who wanted to see his sister happy, and that impressed me. He was also insanely sexy and incredible in bed. And in the shower, and on the couch, and on the balcony, and probably anywhere, honestly.
All those good things came with negatives, too, however. He was selfish and entitled. He was the most cocky person I had ever met. And now I was just one of probably hundreds of women that he had hooked up with. I probably wasn’t even the only one who he hooked up with in Miami this weekend.
“Grace? Grace!” Ella was waving a hand in front of my face, slowly bringing me back to reality, “what’s going on with you?”
“What? Oh, nothing. Just tired, I guess.”
“Well, it’s almost time to board.”
I nodded my head and tried to push the thoughts of Dylan out of my mind.
The gate agentannounced that we would be starting boarding with first class and, as if out of nowhere, Dylan appeared at the front of the line with his ticket in hand. I heard people whispering all around us as they watched him board the plane.
As I looked around the gate area, all eyes were on him. I couldn’t ever be with someone like that. That would be way too much attention for me. Not that he would ever want to be with me. Or that I wanted to be with him. Because I definitely didn’t.
It was just one night. I had to keep repeating the phrase to myself over and over, because as I watched him run his fingers through his hair, I started to forget why I had ever disliked him.
“He is so fucking hot,” Ursula murmured behind me.
I turned to look at her with an eyebrow raised.
“What? My husband knows. He thinks he’s hot, too,” she said with a shrug.
I laughed but it was true. I don’t know how anyone could keep themselves from being attracted to him. He was confident, muscular, tall, and, oh. He was looking right at me as I stared at him and fantasized.
He winked at me and boarded the plane, and as he disappeared, the air around me started to return to normal. People started minding their own business again, and I let out a sigh of relief. At least he was in first class so I wouldn’t have to worry about sitting next to him or something.
A few minutes later,Ella and the other girls and I boarded the plane. We were sitting in pairs as I hadn’t been able to book all of our seats together. Ella and I found our row and sat down.
Almost immediately, Ella was asleep with her book falling out of her hands. She didn’t budge when the flight attendants came around with drinks and snacks. I took it as a sign of a good weekend if she wouldn’t even wake up for one last glass of wine.
I longed to be that relaxed. My mind bounced back and forth between all of the work I needed to catch up on, and the night I spent with Dylan.
What was I thinking, sleeping with my best friend’s brother?
It was possibly one of the dumbest things I had ever done, but there was nothing I could do about it now, except for never let it happen again.
