Page 101 of The Fine Line
“Pretty sure. I mean, who would fake getting married?”
“Right,” I deadpan. “That would be insane.”
He smiles sheepishly. “They’re just confused. I don’t thinkanyone’s going to blow our cover, but it might help if we act a little more… couple-y.”
I sigh. “What do you have in mind?”
“Just sit by me. Follow my lead.”
“Fine.”
We drop our bags and board the plane. About half the team’s already seated.
“Hey, Sutty,” a few guys call. Their smiles shift when they see me.
“Hi, Caroline,” Luke says as I stash my bag overhead.
“Hey, Buck,” I say, sliding into the window seat as Rhett takes the aisle.
“Been meaning to tell you congrats,” he adds.
“Thanks,” I smile awkwardly.
“Hell of a week,” he chuckles.
“Tell me about it—” I start, but stop when Rhett’s hand lands on my thigh. Before I can react, he kisses my temple like it’s completely normal.
“Been like a dream, huh, babe—Ah!” He flinches as my nails dig into his leg.
He covers it with a fake yawn. I offer him a tight-lipped smile. “Told you to get more sleep, babe.”
“Maybe you shouldn’t have kept me up all night,” he shoots back, smug. “But it’s okay. I don’t mind.”
“Jesus,” Luke mutters with a laugh.
“Good for them,” Ragnar says, leaning around. “Especially you, Cap. Long time coming.”
“Uh—thanks, Rags,” Rhett says, but I’m already side-eyeing him.
“What has?” I ask.
Rags grins. “Well, you two?—”
“I’m gonna hit the bathroom,” Rhett blurts, already standingand shrugging off his suit jacket. He leans down, handing it to me. “Mind watching this for me, Baby Bear?”
“Sure… honey,” I reply, setting his jacket aside.
“Ha!” Rhett snorts. When my brows pull together, he says, “Bears like honey…That was cute—did you do that on purpose?”
“Have fun in the bathroom.”
He hesitates for a moment, his gaze dropping to my lips.
“Don’t even think about it,” I mouth.
He smirks, settling for dropping a kiss on top of my head before heading to the bathroom at the back of the plane.
“You guys are cute,” Rags teases.
