Sophie:
Sex on the Beach. When do we leave?
I want to jump out of my seat with how ecstatic I am at her response, but it might tip off the guys that I have something planned. This is going to be perfect. I’ll say that I can’t leave tonight and will fly out tomorrow morning. Once I pick up Sophie, we’ll fly to Alric’s vacation house. The guys and I have some work to do, but she can relax.
I can make the introductions and they can spend the whole week getting to know her, falling for her like I did the day I met her. Sure, Alric and Zach might be alittlemad that I sprung this on them, but once Sophie is ours, it will all be worth it.
Then she wouldn’t just be my sugar baby, she’d be my real girlfriend, and then maybe one day if I’m beyond lucky, my bonded mate. I’m practically giddy with the thought. My business is thriving, I’m about to start a pack with my best friends, and the omega I’ve had feelings for nearly a year could be at the center of it all.
I need to do more than pay her rent and see her once a week when she’s not traveling. Getting to wake up near her every single day, pack dinners together every single night.
Vacations.
Date nights.
Lazy Sunday mornings with brunch in bed.
We’re going to give her the perfect life.
All of our phones chime at the exact same time, the group chat with our pilot popping up.
Ethan:
Everything’s ready for takeoff.
Oh no, I need to think of a reason to stay behind. They finish their drinks and stand, Zachary already messaging the driver that we’re ready to leave.
I grab at my stomach, maybe a little too dramatically. “I’m actually not feeling good.” I hunch over. “I don’t think I can fly right now.”
Zach looks up from his phone. “If you’re not feeling well, we can wait.”
“You can use my office’s private bathroom,” Alric says with actual concern in his voice.
“No, I need to go home, I have medicine at my house.” I wave them off. “Please go. I’ll still meet you in Santorini. I’ve gotten there by myself plenty of times. I’ll leave in the morning once I feel better.”
“We can delay the plane,” Alric insists. “It’s not a problem. My staff is expecting our arrival tomorrow, but we didn’t say what time.”
Both of these alphas are such genuine guys, I need to remember to tell them that one day when I’m not lying to their faces. “Please don’t modify your plans on my account. I think I just need to go back home for a little bit. I need my own bathroom.” I rub my stomach rapidly. “I’ll fly out first thing tomorrow morning. I’ll only be twelve hours behind. We don’t want to be up in the air with only one bathroom at this state.”
My best friends each make an identical face of mild disgust, realizing that yeah, it is probably a bad idea to travel with someone in a very tight space with any potential illnesses.
I jump up. “See you guys tomorrow.” I clench my butt cheeks together and waddle to the bathroom as if I’m barely keeping my bowels in check.
“Good luck in there!” Zachary yells after me with a laugh and I wave my hand in the air, not looking back.
I hide in the stall and send a message to Sophie with the address to the private airport.
Hunter:
Be here by 7 a.m. tomorrow morning, pack every bathing suit you own.
Chapter 7
Madi
Tuesday
Fuck, I’m ready for this trip.
