Page 38 of I Could Be Yours

Eventually everyone is where they’re supposed to be, and the flight attendants pass out glasses of champagne to our group, except for Shilpa and Lexi, who accept orange juice and crackers. People keep trying to use the bathroom at the front of the plane so they can get things signed.

Once we’re in the air, it turns into a freaking party. The girls clean them out of sparkling wine. I’m half-hoping they get plane drunk and all need a two-hour nap once we land in Vegas.

Rix gets up to use the bathroom.

I connect to the Wi-Fi so I can get free messaging and warn my brother to keep his mouth shut, but I have new messages from Essie, so I check those first.

Essie

This is super suss.

Did you find my travel plans while I was cleaning your jizz off my hands?

I shoot her a look.

She bats her lashes and refocuses on her phone.

Essie

Where are you boys staying?

Nate

Why?

Essie

Nate

You want me to play with your clit ring again?

I want to play with her clit ring again. And I want to get my mouth on her nipples.

Essie

My clit could be persuaded.

But also because Kodiak can’t be separated from Lavender.

Nate

I’m not telling you.

Essie

Hard for you to find out how pretty I look with my mouth full of your cock if you don’t.

She pockets her phone when Rix returns to her seat.

“What hotel are you guys staying at?” Rix asks.

I shake my head. “I’m not telling you.”

“The Drake,” Flip says at the same time.

I shoot him a look.

“They were going to find out eventually.”

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