Kennedy:Good call. See you tonight, kiddo.
I took a deep breath and finally looked up to see Leo watching me with a grin on his face.
“What?” I asked, nervously running a hand over my ponytail.
“You smile a lot when you text with them,” he said. “It’s cute.”
I laughed. “Well, I’m sorry I got sucked in, but I’m trying to make sure my mom and Kennedy control the men because you’re about to experience a lot of protective-dad energy.”
“I can handle it for you, Hawaii.” He tossed an arm over my shoulder.
I took another deep breath. “Can you do that thing where you kiss me and quiet my mind because I’m feeling a lot of insecurities right now about why you would want to spend the rest of your senior year in a relationship with me, all of which have been brought on by the fact that I’m about to introduce you to my huge-ass, entirely embarrassing family.”
He grabbed my face and pulled my lips to his, kissing me passionately before stroking behind my ear. “I could give you a dozen reasons why I want to be in a relationship with you. Your family, and the way you feel about them, is just one of the things on that list.”
I sighed. “I never thought you’d want a relationship. Even when I started to want one, I convinced myself you didn’t.”
“Well, I certainly want one with you, Hawaii,” he said. “And I wanted it from the moment I saw you in my parents’ bar.”
I kissed him again and swung one leg over his lap to straddle him. “What’s the privacy situation on this jet? Screwing on an airplane seems like important book research.”
“I asked our flight attendants to stay in the back unless we call for them,” he said, already pulling at the button on his jeans.
I stood up and took off my boots before shimmying out of my pants and panties. I tossed my clothes to the side and climbed back onto Leo’s lap as he pulled himself out and held his dick steady for me. I sank onto his dick in one smooth motion, both of us groaning at the connection.
“Do you feel this, Hawaii?” he asked, looking into my eyes.
“Your dick?” I asked. “Yes, Leo, it’s eight inches. I feel it.”
“No.” He chuckled and kissed me passionately, making my heart race and my head spin. “I mean this connection.”
“Yes,” I whispered, knowing exactly what he meant.
“I’m pretty sure these are those fireworks you were looking for.”
I nodded. “I’ve felt them from the beginning.”
He grinned as he buried his face in my hair.
We were over theocean and finally sated when Leo called for the flight attendant to bring us water and dinner. She dropped off sandwiches that looked far nicer than any airplane food I’d had in the last four years of cross-country flights.
“So, where to first when we land?” Leo asked, in between bites of his sandwich. “I’m hoping you’re going to say this famous café I keep hearing about. I could use some coffee if you expect me to stay up for the next several hours.”
I laughed. “The jet lag is no joke, but it’ll be much worse going back to school.” I took a swig of water. “We should probably squeeze in a nap, if we can. The cafés will be closed when we land but Kennedy is sending my mom with coffee for us. We’ll stay with my dad and Kennedy but my car is at my mom’s, so she’ll probably bring us to her place first—which is a good thing. You can ease into my family with Dave and Elena. They’re sarcastic as hell, but mostly chill, so it’ll be like dipping your toe in the water.”
“Okay.” Leo chuckled, taking the last bite of his sandwich. “And have we secured the pool house so I don’t have to keep my hands off you at night?”
“Kennedy said she’d set up the pool house and tell my dad that’s where we’re staying. I trust her to make that happen for us. The twins will probably stay up late to see us though since it’s winter break and they’re excited I’m coming home.”
“Okay, so I’m meeting almost everyone tonight at what will basically be after two in the morning, Boston time.” Leo swallowed his water in a way that made him look slightly apprehensive.
I abandoned the rest of my sandwich and leaned against him. “If it helps, the twins will be obsessed with you. I mean, they barely know what hockey is, but a college guy who’s about to be a professional athlete? They’ll have a lot of questions.”
He pulled me against his chest. “We need to rest up, Hawaii. Naptime.”
I rubbed his chest with one hand as he leaned back on the arm of the couch and we settled in. My hand trailed down to the waistband of his jeans.
“Do not make this sexy, Sophia. I have an important night ahead of me and I don’t want to fuck this up because I’m tired.”
