Chapter Six
Having droppedoff our bags at check-in, the six of us sit in the Club class lounge at the airport. Hudson, Calum and Max are chatting at the bar, whilst Bryce, Nisha and I are relaxing at our spot by the window. I am leaning into Bryce’s arms, watching the planes take off. It’s kind ofexhilarating.
“Hey, sweetheart, you alright? Not nervous about the flight or anything?” Bryce says as he strokes his fingers against myarm.
“No, not at all,” I say with a grin. “In fact, I can’t wait to get on theplane.”
Nisha laughs. “Yep, she’s looking forward to joining the mile-highclub...”
“Shut up, Nish,” I say, grabbing a peanut from the bowl on the table and throwing it at her. She dodges it,giggling.
“As I recall, it was you who was looking forward to joiningthatparticularclub.”
“Me?” Nisha pulls a face. “I’m not that kind ofgirl.”
“What kind of girl is that, then?” Calum asks as he plops down in the chair next toher.
“The kind of girl who enjoys sexy time on board a plane,” I say, enjoying watching Nishasquirm.
“Is that so?” Calum grins like the Cheshire cat. Nisha swipes her hand at him and mumbles something under her breath. We all burst outlaughing.
Bryce leans down and whispers into my ear, “All joking aside, I’m happy to oblige, Louisa.” His low voice is full of sauce and a dash ofheat.
I press my hand against his broad chest, my fingertips grazing against the hair that peeks out of the top of his button-down shirt. I love this part of his body. Don’t get me wrong, I love all of him, but his broad chest and dark hair has got to be myfavourite.
“Are you joking?” I ask, a rather surprisingly large part of me thrilled at theprospect.
“Sweetheart, when it comes to making love to you, I neverjoke.”
Forty-five minuteslater we are boarding the plane. The flight to Bangkok is around eleven and a half hours. We aren’t staying in Bangkok, instead opting to catch the first connecting flight to Krabi International airport, another one and a half hours. We’ll be staying in Krabi at a beach side resort they’re planning on buying. Thirteen hours is a long time to spend on the plane, particularly with three horny men. After Bryce’s proposition, the low-level sexual tension that I always feel around my men has increased ten-fold. I don’t know if I’m giving off some kind of pheromone or something, but all three of them are giving me their best fuck-me looks and the tension between us seems to be ratcheting up several hot notches. This flight is going to be interesting, to say the least; either incredibly exciting or ridiculouslyfrustrating.
I end up sitting next to Bryce in our own enclosed section. Our seats fold down into single beds with just a small table between us. Max and Hudson are across the aisle in an exact duplicate layout of our seats, and Nisha and Cal are a few aisles in front of us. There is no one else in business class apart from us six and I wonder whether that was the plan all along. They certainly have the money to buy all the seats to ensure we have ourprivacy.
“Comfortable, sweetheart?” Bryceasks.
“Very,” I say, even though I’m not comfortable, not at all. Frankly, I need to satiate this ridiculous desire that is making it hard for me toconcentrate.
Bryce laughs. “You seemit.”
He knows me so well. They all do. Across the aisle, Max and Hudson take off their jackets and hand them to the air stewardess. Max is wearing a short-sleeved t-shirt and I can see the faint scar on his arm where he was slashed with a knife. It still makes me feel sick knowing how much worse it could havebeen.
“Hey, Icy, you alright?” Max says, noticing me watching him. He leans down to give me a kiss. It isn’t a quick peck. It’s lingering, full ofheat.
“This flight is eleven hours long…” he murmurs against mymouth.
“I know that,” I say, my cheeks flushing under the heat of his gaze. He gives me an admiring look; the mirth on his face as I squirm under his scrutiny is both thrilling and a littleirritating.
“Catch you in a while, Icy,” he says with awink.
“You guys are driving me crazy,” I mutter under my breath. Clearly not quietly enough given the look of delight on Bryce’sface.
“It’s easily resolved, sweetheart,” he says. “You just need to join the club. As I said, I’m happy to take you through the membershipdetails…”
“Stop it! People will hear,” I hiss under my breath, my cheeks blushing and my heart poundingtraitorously.
“Well, that’s certainly not a no,” he says, and I hear the distinct note of challenge in his voice.Ohboy.
As I settle into my seat, making myself comfortable, I remember the first time I laid eyes on my men. That time Hudson had sat next to me on the flight to Grenoble, and even though I had thought they were all egotistical arses, there is no denying that I had been instantly attracted to them all. I glance over to Hudson who is talking with Calum and Nisha. Nisha catches my eye and gives me a thumbs-up. Her smile is infectious, and I can’t help but grin back. This is the first time she’s been on a plane and she is beyond excited. Calum wraps his arm around her shoulder and pulls her close against his side. She leans into his touch, her face filled with love and adoration. My own heart swells with love for her, my best friend. I am so glad she’s found happiness. She deserves it. We’ve come a long way, Nisha and I. Not because we have found wealthy men to fall in love with, but because we have healed the wounds of our past and allowed ourselves to be loved and to love inreturn.