“I’m scared you’ll throw me out of this plane with the help of her”—he points over to Trinity, who’s now sleeping next to Elijah—“if you find out right now.”
“That bad?”
It must be if he’s keeping it from me. We always tell each other everything. But whatever he’s keeping back is a decision he made without coming to me first, and that worries me.
He shrugs, pulling up the hood of his hoodie to hide his head from the chilly air in our private plane. “It’s good and bad.”
“If it’s something you thought of, it’s probably horrible. So, it’s better that you don’t tell me when we’re thousands of feet in the air.”
Scoffing, he rolls his eyes before extending his feet in front of him. “You’d have millions of angry people after you.”
Shrugging, I smirk. “I can hide. I always won hide-and-seek when we were kids.”
“You’re delusional. I always won,” he scolds me, looking at me like I’m a liar.
“Liar,” I argue back.
“Nope, you’re the only liar here.” He gets in my face, and I glare at him.
“Want me to call up Mom?” I say smartly, knowing who the queen of hide-and-seek is.
He might have won every other game, growing up, but I’m being possessive of my only crown.
Leaning back, he mutters angrily, “No.”
That’s what I thought.
I don’t know why, but I glance up and find Levi’s pointed glare on my face. His gaze softens slightly before he turns and starts a conversation with a happy Axel and Rowan.
My chest squeezes as my heart pounds.
My heart really needs to stop playing games with me. It’s not funny anymore.
CHAPTER31
LEVI
Someone must be looking out for me, or this is the worst torture anyone has ever planned out.
One bed. Amelia Drakos.
I have to share one bed with Amelia Drakos, my greatest craving. There was a mix-up with sleeping arrangements. My bandmates are sharing a queen bed in their own room, and that left me with no choice other than to join Times Three in their suite. Leonidas and Trinity are sharing a queen bed, and Elijah is sleeping on a twin. You would think they could afford to swing for the larger bed. That leaves a queen bed for me and Amelia.
I could be a gentleman and sleep on the couch, but it looks uncomfortable as fuck, and I need my sleep or else I’ll be up all night, thinking about alcohol and how easy it would be to just give up my sobriety.
I swear I heard Trinity threaten Elijah not to share a bed with his sister under her breath. He looked scared and agreed, but didn’t look happy about his best friend’s betrayal. I don’t know if I have to thank Trinity or curse the ground she walks upon for my upcoming torture.
Leonidas is a different story. Stone-cold about the sleeping arrangements, he didn’t utter one word and stormed into the room he was sharing with his girlfriend. He hasn’t come out for hours.
I watch Amelia place her hands on her hips while glaring down at the bed. “This has to be a setup from the team. There’s no way this is a mistake.”
Shrugging like I’m totally not freaking out myself, I plop down onto the bed with a grin. “We’re both adults. I think we can share a bed without killing each other.”
She huffs with a pout on her lips before glaring at where I lie on the tiny bed.
“Unless,” I tease her, “you’ve never shared a bed with a man before …”
“I’ve shared a bed with a guy before,” she scoffs, rolling her eyes.
