“Anything for you, sir?”
Parker shook his head, only giving her the briefest of glances before staring ahead.
“Okay. I’ll be back when we’re airborne.” She left with a sympathetic nod to Parker.
The plane started taxiing along the tarmac, and Parker’s knuckles grew whiter.
“Hey, Parker?” There wasn’t a lot Rafe could do, apart from try to distract him. Parker looked at him briefly but returned to his forward-facing position. Rafe leaned in across the seat divide. “I don’t think I’ve properly thanked you for the other night.”
“Huh?” He got another brief glance.
“Thanked you for wowing my world.”
“What?” Parker’s gaze whipped to his.
Rafe moved as close as he could, considering the armrest between them. “Best fucking orgasm I’ve had in… well, let’s just say, a bloody long time.”
“You can’t say that!”
“Why not? It’s true. You fucking blew my socks off. Well, not my socks, but you blew—”
“Rafe! Keep your voice down!”
“Just keeping it real.”And taking your mind off the take-off.
“I don’t think the whole plane needs to hear about your exploits.”
Rafe laughed. “They’re your exploits too.”
“Exactly!”
“Relax. We’re far enough away, and no one can hear over the engine noise, plus most people have earphones on.” Rafe reached a hand across and loosened Parker’s grip on the armrest. He took the slim hand into his own and gently massaged Parker’s long, elegant fingers. “But seriously, I did have a great time, and I’m hoping maybe we can do it again?” Parker made to pull his hand back, but Rafe kept his grip. “No pressure. Just see where things take us?” He continued the gentle stroking. Parker looked at their joined hands, then those huge green eyes met his. He pulled his bottom lip between his teeth. Rafe could see the struggle.Well, that’s new!He wasn’t used to hesitation when he was propositioning anyone. He leaned back slightly, putting a little distance between them. Strange, but he liked it, liked that Parker wasn’t falling over himself to say yes. He squeezed Parker’s hand. “Just think it over.”
Parker nodded.
Rafe grinned. “Thanks. And Parker?”
“Yeah?”
“We’re up.”
Parker slowly looked around. The plane had levelled off, and they were cruising smoothly. He faced Rafe again, eyes widening. “You did that on purpose. Distracting me.”
Rafe nodded. He held Parker’s hand as he tried to pull back and leaned closer again. “But I meant everything I said. Everything.”
Parker’s cheeks flushed that beautiful shade of pink that Rafe was coming to like so well. He was cute when he was flustered. Rafe chuckled and finally released his hand, smiling as Parker grabbed the remote and started pressing all the buttons for the in-flight entertainment. Yep, he was definitely flustered.
A short while into the flight, the flight attendant returned, this time the flirty guy from the entrance. He stood, hip cocked, and tried to entice Rafe into something from the menu. If Rafe was reading him correctly, that wasn’t the only thing on offer. The guy barely gave Parker a glance, nodding briefly at his decline of food—Parker was no doubt still on edge with nerves—but he didn't let Rafe off so lightly. “Are you sure I can’t tempt you with the beef bourguignon? It’s rich and delicious. Or the prawns? They are absolutely amazing, the best little morsels you can put in your mouth.”
Rafe reached for Parker’s hand again, holding it in his own. “No, thanks. We’re fine. We’ll definitely let you know when we get peckish. Right, babe?” He looked at Parker, whose eyebrows were almost at his hairline. He held back the laugh.
“Oh, right then.” The flight attendant started to back away. “Do let me know if you change your mind.”
“We will,” Parker answered as the guy turned his attention to the row of seats in front.
Parker met his gaze, and Rafe couldn’t hold back a burst of laughter anymore. “Poor guy,” he whispered.
To his surprise, Parker nodded. “Yeah, poor guy.” He kept his voice low. “It must be hard being turned down by the hottest guy on the plane. But I don’t think he’ll be too unhappy. I’ve no doubt he’ll have better luck with RG.” Parker studied him intently. “You must get propositioned all the time?”
