Page 50 of Bad Boys After Dark - Brett
“I’LL TEXT YOU after I escape Nana’s setup,” Sophie said to Grace as she gazed out the window.
“I’m still bummed that Brett isn’t going with you. Imagine the fun Nana would have with him.” Grace laughed. “Can’t you see her pinching his cheeks?”
“Excuse me, ma’am. Can I see your boarding pass please?”
Sophie spun around, and her heart lodged in her throat at the sight of Brett approaching, looking strikingly handsome in a white button-down and a pair of dark slacks, with a wide grin on his face.
“Grace, I’ve gotta go,” she said as she lowered the phone, too stunned to say any more.
Brett thrust his hand out. “Hi. I’m Mr. Slow on the Uptake, and I need to see your boarding pass, please.”
He said it with such a serious tone Sophie feverishly dug her boarding pass from her purse and handed it to him. “What are you doing here?”
“Just a moment, ma’am,” he said authoritatively. “I need to take care of some business before I tend to your pleasure.” His lips curved up in a sexy smile, which morphed to serious again when he turned and addressed the other passengers waiting to board the plane. “Excuse me. I’d like to sit next to my wife on the plane, and I’ll happily give the person holding the ticket for”—he glanced at her boarding pass—“seat number 14C one thousand dollars to swap seats with me.”
She was still reeling from wife as she processed the rest of what he said. “Brett!” She grabbed his arm as the din of the crowd rose. “You’re coming with me? You can’t pay that kind of money for a seat! It’s a short flight.”
He lowered his voice and said, “I’m not spending another second away from you, and I don’t care if I have to buy every goddamn seat on the plane. You’re worth it.” He pressed his lips to hers, but she couldn’t temper her smile. “Wait. Is that okay? Fuck, Soph. I should have asked, or planned. I’m sorry.”
“Sorry? I’m thrilled.” She launched herself into his arms.
“I’ve got 13B!” a guy yelled. “Maybe you can peer over the seats at her.”
Brett scowled at the guy, then turned a softer expression to Sophie. “I should have offered to go with you right away. I was afraid I’d mess things up, but I was a fool. When it comes to you—to us—there’s nothing I can’t handle.” He held up a finger and called out, “Two thousand dollars to the holder of seat 14C.”
“No! Geez! You’re so impatient. I feel like I just stepped into Pretty Woman or something.”
His arms circled her, while more commotion rang out around them. “Baby, you just stepped into Brett-with-no-fear territory. I hope you can handle it.”
“I’m ready for the trek if you are.” She went up on her toes and touched her lips to his.
“Excuse me.”
They reluctantly parted, turning toward the twentysomething guy with a backpack slung over his shoulder standing beside them with a boarding pass in his hand.
He pushed his dark hair out of his eyes and flashed a friendly smile. “Did you say 14C?”
“Yes, that’s right,” Brett said. “Is that your seat?”
He handed Brett his boarding pass.
Brett looked it over and winked at Sophie. “Looks like we’ve got a deal.” Brett handed him his boarding pass and withdrew his wallet. The people around them cheered.
“First class?” the guy said. “Dude, keep your money. You two just gave me serious relationship goals.”
Brett pulled Sophie closer, and when he gazed into her eyes, the joy in his made her stomach tumble. He kissed her cheek, smiling down at her, and said, “If you’re lucky enough to get a woman like my Sophie, you’ll want to do anything you can to see her smile.”
Chapter Eleven
“I’M BEGINNING TO think you’re more of a planner than I gave you credit for. Did you plan on turning my world upside down day after day?” Sophie asked as the plane took off.
“You know me better than that.” He gave her a quick kiss and said, “I’m not big on planning.”
