Page 81 of The Way We Lie


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Simple but elegant at the same time—the furniture was mostly rich brown leather with dark green accents and embellishments. There were a couple of single chairs on each side, facing each other closer to the front of the plane. Further back, there was a booth-like space, and right at the back, a lounge-style area with a television on the wall. There were a couple of couches that looked like they probably folded down into beds with a curtain that was currently pulled back but could easily separate that part if need be.

I took a seat in one of the front seats, Reed sitting directly opposite me while Karl walked past us to the rear and leaned back into the sofa-style seats, relaxing like he’d done this a thousand times before.

Probably because he had.

Reed didn’t often go anywhere without him, and with the events a couple of months ago, Karl had been around even more than before, plus an extra set of eyes. Little Karl, I’d been calling him, but his name was really Luke. He was my shadow, and while it could be frustrating to have someone constantly on your heels, I hadn’t complained. For now, it was making both Reed and I feel just that little bit more comfortable and a little less on edge.

Reed leaned forward, placing his hands on my knees. “I know you like to be in control and not knowing makes you feel panicky, but you have to trust me here. This will be a good surprise. I’m ninety-nine percent sure of it.”

I chewed my lip for a second. “And that one percent?”

“That one percent is the part of you that I’m still learning about,” he explained, strumming his fingers on my leg. “There’s still some mystery when it comes to you, Valen.”

I leaned in, lowering my voice, “That’s my allure,” I whispered with a smile. “And I do trust you. You wouldn’t have got me on this plane had I thought there was a chance you would do something fucking stupid like force me into a parachute and push me out the door at five hundred feet.”

He leaned back into his chair, this smirk on his face that instantly made me want to wrap my hands around his throat. “Baby, five hundred feet is not high enough for me to push you out. We need to get to at least three thousand.”

The plane door suddenly slammed closed behind me, and my entire body jerked, making Reed laugh. “I swear to Go—”

“If everyone would please fasten their belts, we can start the safety procedures and get you all on your way,” one of the sweet air hostesses announced, and I couldn’t help but ask.

“Get us on our way to where again?” I questioned, looking up at the beautiful blonde.

“To your destination,” she sang happily, flashing me a knowing smile before backing out of the cabin. It was only a few seconds later that the engines started up, and I could feel us begin to move, taxiing down the runway.

I looked back to Reed, whose smile was getting fucking bigger by the second.

“How much did you pay these people not to give me a single clue about where we’re going?”

“A lot.”

“I hate you!” I huffed and grabbed my belt, dramatically clicking it together and sitting back in my seat with my arms folded across my chest.

Reed sat forward again, lowering his voice, “You’re lucky Karl is in this plane with us. Otherwise, I’d be removing that cute pout on your lips by slipping my cock between them.” He growled, tugging at my lip with his thumb before wrapping his hand around my neck and pulling me close enough for our lips to brush.

“And you’re lucky I like it there, so I probably wouldn’t bite it off,” I whispered back, and Reed barked out a laugh before pressing a hard kiss to my lips.

I smiled as he pulled back, shaking his head. “I’m starting to regret getting on a three-hour flight where I can’t fucking touch you.”

Given just how damn hot he looked right now in a casual pair of dark jeans and a leather jacket pulled over a black hoodie, I was also regretting this silly choice he had made. I had the sudden urge to throw Karl out the door and onto the runway before we got off the ground, just so I could really experience what it was like to join the mile-high club with the sexy billionaire sitting opposite me.

“I guess now, at least, I know how far away we are going,” I said, sitting back and folding my legs, trying to calm my body the hell down.

Reed did the same, his head falling to the side. “And does that information help you at all?”

“Not a bit,” I admitted, having no idea how far away anything was from Boston. I’d lived there so long, and I didn’t often travel outside, not far enough to constitute a plane ride.

“Guess maybe you should just lay back and try and get some sleep or something then,” Reed encouraged. “We’ll head to a hotel when we arrive and do the surprise tomorrow, but we’ll only be there for a few days. We have to be back in Boston later in the week for something.”

“For what?”

He smirked. “It’s a surprise.”

This fucking man.

Chapter Thirty-One

REED

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