“Gee, thanks. I have so much more space now.” I pull my laptop out, then tuck my bag under the seat.
“Ms. Prince, we’re taking off in about five minutes. You probably want to stow your laptop for the moment.” Cammie the flight attendant motions at my computer.
“Fine.” I shove the laptop back into the bag and slam everything under my seat. I’m halfway under the seat when Callum shuffles onto the plane, along with Weston.
“Hey, look who beat you two here.” Bennett chirps at his brothers and Weston scowls.
“Only because your babysitter gave you a ride.”
Bennett bristles at the comment, his jaw ticking. “For your information, I was ready first. I’m a damn model citizen.” Bennett polishes his knuckles on his hoodie and Weston shakes his head as he slides into the window seat across the aisle from us.
“Yeah, something like that.”
Callum sits down in the aisle seat across from me just as the pilot’s voice fills the cabin.
“Good morning, team. Everyone’s on board and we’re next for takeoff. Fasten your seatbelts and for your safety, please keep them on until we reach cruising altitude.”
I reach over and tug my seatbelt tighter, as if I can strap down my self-control.
Cammie walks past us, collecting trash, before taking her seat at the back of the plane for takeoff. The floor of the plane vibrates as we taxi down the runway.
“Here we go.” Bennett’s thigh presses into mine for half a second as the plane picks up speed. The vibration rolls through the seat, all the way through me. I squeeze my thighs together hard. Useless. My body doesn’t care about the rules we set. I work to ignore the butterflies in my stomach, unsure if they’re from takeoff or the man next to me.
I have a sneaking suspicion it’s the latter. And the less time I spend thinking about that, the better.
The engine rumbles, the loud noise filling the cabin. Bennett leans over, his lips inches from my ear.
“Did you get any sleep last night?” He drops his voice low, so only I can hear.
I clasp and unclasp my hands, not sure where to look. Straight ahead and I’m staring at my father. Beside me, and I’m drowning in Bennett’s ocean blue eyes.
“Yes.” The word catches in my throat, thick with nerves, and there’s zero percent chance Bennett believes me.
He tilts his head closer to mine, his breath dusting over my skin. “That wasn’t very convincing, Sunshine.”
My traitorous pussy clenches, his alpine scent assaulting my nostrils and triggering the memory of the kitchen island.
“Stop,” I hiss under my breath, as quietly as possible.
“What? We’re just chatting. Totally innocent.” He shifts in his seat, his foot tapping against my stiletto. I curl my toes inside my shoe, furious I can’t win at this game.
Not now.
Probably not ever.
Bennett Steele has completely flipped the roles on me.
And my duplicitous body loves it.
CHAPTER 25
BENNETT
Ipromised Tori I’d behave. And I’m trying.
I really am.
But she’s making it fucking near impossible.
