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She nods her head. “Perfect.”
I sit back in my seat and look out of the window. I could get used to this kind of living. I can hear Wendy taking Erin’s order now. “A Dry Martini and some green olives,” she purrs and I roll my eyes. Even her order is classy. If that isn’t a perfect example of how different she and I are, then I don’t know what is.
After Wendy serves our drinks, the plane takes off and I watch out the window like an excited toddler while Shane and Erin talk about some land he wants to sell now that his father is dead. I listen at first, until they start to discuss deeds and property law, and then I switch off and concentrate on the view.
“You okay?” Shane says as he leans forward and places his warm hand on my knee.
I turn to him. “Yeah, just admiring the view.”
“Me too,” he says quietly and my pulse quickens. Why is everything he does and says so damn hot? “You didn’t eat your Cheetos.” He nods to the bag on the small table beside me.
He reaches over and picks them up before opening the bag and eating one. He hands them to me and his fingers brush mine when I take them from him, sending sparks of electricity skittering over my skin.
“Those things will turn your insides orange,” Erin snipes as she pierces an olive with a cocktail stick before sucking it into her mouth.
“Maybe,” I shrug, “but they taste pretty good.”
“Hmm,” she sniffs as she looks at me.
If only to try and make this entire journey more bearable, I try to make conversation with her. “I’ve never tried olives,” I say as I toss a Cheeto into my mouth and chew, swallowing it before I add, “some guy I once worked with told me they taste like pussy.”
Shane was in the unfortunate position of having just taken a mouthful of his whiskey and the sound that he makes as he almost chokes on his drink, while simultaneously laughing and coughing, makes me giggle.
I look over at Erin, who simply rolls her eyes in disgust as Shane tries to stop whiskey from running out of his nose. It is a beautiful sight to see the usually cool, calm and collected alpha I have come to love, so completely undone, and I don’t think he has ever looked sexier.
When he finally regains his ability to breathe normally he looks at me. “Fuck, Jessie,” he says as he shakes his head.
“Well, do they?” I ask with an arch of one eyebrow.
“Not like any pussy I’ve ever tasted,” he replies as he starts laughing again.
“Well, you would know,” Erin says, almost inaudibly. “You’ve tasted every pussy on this plane.”
Shane stops laughing and scowls at her as I blink at him. There are three women on this plane. I think of the beautiful, tall, blonde stewardess who just served us. Damn! He really does have a type.
“Erin!” he snarls.
I blink at him in confusion. “You and Wendy?”
He takes a deep breath and opens his mouth to answer but Erin speaks first. “Oh, yes. You and she had quite the trip to Italy, didn’t you?” she says over the rim of her martini glass.
“Italy?”
“It was an extended layover.”
“An extended lay,” Erin snorts.
“Enough!” Shane barks to her.
I sit back in my seat feeling wounded. I know that Shane has slept with plenty of women before me. It shouldn’t be a big deal. But the fact that, once again, Erin has been allowed to blindside me, stings. Not to mention he took her to Italy! Like one of the most romantic places in the world.
He leans forward and places a hand on my knee. “I didn’t realize she’d be on this flight, or I would have told you before,” he says quietly.
I turn my head to look out of the window and hear him sigh as he leans back in his seat.
Only a few minutes have passed when he stands up. He holds his hand out to me so it is practically in my face and I can’t ignore him.
I want to, but then I see Erin watching us from the corner of my eye. I know where Shane wants to take me. There is a bedroom on this plane and isn’t that how we always work out our differences? A part of me would like to tell him to take one of his other conquests in there instead, but if only to wipe the smug grin of that woman’s face, I take his hand and follow him to the back of the plane.
