Page 55 of Play Me

Chapter Seventeen

“Sebbie?” She calls me by the nickname I’ve hated my whole life until just then.

“Yes, Mary?” I retaliate.

She scrunches her face up for a moment, then continues. “Push me out of the plane.”

“No.” I answer, “Anything else?”

“But I want to die.” She says surprisingly, but if I know anything about her by now, there’s a reason for it, that will come in its own good time.

“Maybe later.”

“Ok, but promise me you’ll think about it,” she pleads.

“How ‘bout this? If you keep eating those chocolates and don’t leave me any, I’ll not only think about it, I’ll do it, film it and put it on YouTube.”

“YAY!” She raises her hands in celebration of her strange victory.

“Why do you want to die?” I have to ask.

“I’m just so, so happy. Everything’s gotta be downhill from here,” she explains, sighing.

My heart warms and I reach across the little table between us to squeeze her hand. “Oh. In that case, let’s just jump out of the plane together.”

“THEN who will film us?”

“We’ll post on Facebook that we’re doing it...naked... then there’ll be no shortage of people filming it.”

“Pfft, filming you maybe,” she scoffs.

“What do you mean?”

“Who’d want to see ME naked?” She snickers.

I look at her like she’s crazy. Because she must be. Right now, with her legs tucked up under her, her sweet, curvy ass in the air as she’s bent over staring out the window in our private plane, I’ve literally had to tighten my seatbelt about three times just to stop me from getting up and ravaging her in that very position.

“Hey!” I say loudly and she jumps a little, startled. “Get that sexy ass over here.”

She grins and blushes a little. I nod and she climbs off her seat and looks around.

“Don’t worry, no one’s coming.”

“Oh yeah, they’re used to your flight booty calls, no doubt.” She jokes, and then her face darkens a little, and my chest twinges a little to see it.

I undo my seatbelt and reach for her hand, pulling her towards me and she stumbles and falls into my lap.

“Hey...” I say, softer this time. “Look at me.”

Her face angles down so our eyes lock, her hair tumbles down around us, creating a curtain and enveloping us in our own private little world.

“You are so goddamned beautiful that I hired some strange man who claims to be a pilot and told him to take me anywhere in the world you told him to go and didn’t even try to get it out of you. That’s how insanely fucking gorgeous you are. And I haven’t even seen you naked yet. But I’m hoping my first time won’t be as we’re hurtling to our deaths, but if it comes to that, so be it. I ain’t dying without see that.”

“Oh, Sebbie,” she says and clutches at her heart. “It’s a good thing you do instrumental covers of love songs...because that’s the most unromantic thing I’ve ever heard!” And she falls off my lap and to the floor laughing.

“Erm.” I nudge her with my foot. “Excuse me.”

She only laughs louder as my toe pokes her in the side and apparently catches the attention of our flight attendant.