Page 6 of Triple Power Play 3
Once we’re settled into our seats, I clear my throat. “We only have a thirty-minute flight and a lot to discuss.”
I’m behind schedule getting to Montreal. I wasn’t leaving Jackson—even though he seems unconcerned about Kyle’s death—and he needed to meet with Rocco to straighten out his father’s affairs. Rocco feared Kyle’s sleazy lawyers would take advantage of Jax withoutpersuasive oversight and a unified front—his exact words.
Aurora leans over the armrest and kisses my cheek. “We can talk about everything later. Just relax.”
Worried about her stomach and wanting her to be comfortable, I raise the divider.
Jax huffs. “Seriously, dude. You’re freaking out. I feel it from over here. Take a nap. If I have to listen to you snore again tonight…”
“First,dude, I don’t snore. Second, we won’t be sleeping in the same bed tonight.” My gaze connects with Aurora’s. “You’ll stay with Jax while we’re with the team.”
Her jaw drops, and she spins to face her fiancé. They do that silent communication thing. He quirks a brow, and cocks his head as if to say,I told you.
I have no idea what they’re debating—I don’t speakJauroran. “You two wanna share with everyone?”
She picks at her fingernail polish. “Are you sick of us, or are we back to pretending we’re not together?”
“He’s dumping us.” Jackson’s shoulders sag, and his tone is so grave, it’s almost convincing. “Bastard.”
“I’m not dumping you.” Why am I even answering him? Entertaining his foolishness? “Just listen for ten seconds.”
He wraps an arm around her baby bump and kisses her temple. “You and the baby will always have me. We don’t need him. Sex is better without him anyhow.”
His diabolical eyes meet mine, and my lips tug into a smirk. He’s a damn liar. Sex with us is phenomenal, and he knows it.
“Set aside the fact that I make sex spectacular”—Aurora giggles, and he scoffs—“this is the calm before the storm. All we know is Kyle was found dead by the cleaning lady.”
“So cliché.” He releases a dramatic sigh. “I was really hoping for a beheading or dismemberment.”
I ignore his theatrics. “When the media finds out, it’ll be chaos. Add your return and our unorthodox relationship, and that’s a lot of interference for one team.”
Our girl hangs her head, and silence falls between us.
It’s not my intention to hurt her. I have to focus. They’re a distraction, but if I leave them to their own devices, there’s no telling the mayhem they’ll cause.
I tilt her chin and lift her gaze to mine. “I’ll prioritize alone time, but if we want this to work, there needs to be boundaries.”
Her stomach rumbles, and my mood plummets.
“You didn’t eat?”
“When was I supposed to eat? You rushed us out the door this morning, and I forgot.”
Jackson throws off his seat belt. “I’ll find something.”
I pinch the bridge of my nose. How does someone forget to eat—and their prenatal vitamins, requiring a return to the loft, and where they crammed their ID in their bag,andthat their tickets were on their phone, also lost in their bag?
My limited patience snaps. “Do you want to be with me?”
She recoils but recovers quickly. “Are we back to this, Blackwood? Are my imperfections too much for you? You know what Reece does when we travel? He?—”
“No,” I cut her off, “and I don’t care. This is how it’s going to be. I’ll give you everything—my time, attention, love, money, protection… In return, you’ll shut off that overworked brain and givemeeverything—your time, attention, worries, trust, love, body. Your complete submission.”
A scowl twists her pretty face. “That’s not a relationship. That’s you telling me what to do.”
I grin, a slow, satisfying smile spreading across my lips. “You’re getting this already.”
Her glower intensifies. “Why do you get my body but I don’t get yours?”
