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“You are hot!” I hissed. “I did want to go out with you! I don’t understand the problem here. If you thought I was just trying to make Captain Hendricks jealous, why did you ask me out in the first place? Why not tell Dex?”

“Let me clear up the timing. I was genuine when I asked you out,” Adam explained. “I was excited about it, even. But then I overheard you and Dex talking on the plane. You told him you were happy to go out with mebecauseit would make Luke jealous. I went through with the date anyway, but I was tempted to cancel after hearing you say that.”

I searched my memory. I remembered the conversation with Dex; I had thought Adam was listening to music because he had EarPods in. “That’s not exactly what happened. I said making Luke jealous would be afringebenefit of going out with you. It wasn’t the main reason I agreed to go out with you. That was good all on its own!”

Adam looked surprised. “Oh.”

“You seemed like you were into me at the piano bar,” I continued. “But then halfway through, I started getting a weird vibe from you.”

“It was a text,” Adam said. “You got a text from Luke during the date. Before that, I was able to forget about everything and enjoy your company. But when I saw the text, it reminded me of the real reason you went out with me.”

“Thatwasn’tthe real reason…”

“I know that now,” he said, patting the air to calm me down. “But at the time… ugh. I really messed things up, huh? The date could have gone totally different.”

“We still had a good time,” I said. “Especially when we were dancing. What else might have happened on the date?”

Adam slid his feet off the bunk and looked both ways in the aisle. Then he stepped over to my bed, cupped my cheek, and gave me a long kiss on the lips.

It was so surprising, so unexpected, that I didn’t know what to do. I allowed my lips to move against his, churning wonderfully while most of the plane was asleep around us.

“That’s what might have happened at the end of the night, instead of a kiss on the cheek.” Adam grinned at me, then returned to his bunk, pulling the curtain closed again.

20

Veronica

I lay on my back and stared at the bulkhead over my little bunk, the cheap grey plastic curving up above me. My body was alive now, more than it had been in a while. Adam had just kissed me. While we were both at work. And then he went back to his bunk like that was the end of that.

What’s going to happen?I wondered. Would we go on another date when we got back home? Had I missed my chance thanks to this stupid misunderstanding? That possibility filled me with a deep sense of regret. Imagine missing out on something special with a guy because he misinterpreted a conversation he overheard.

I wanted to call out to him. I wanted to pull back the curtain and join him in his bunk, to demand to know what happened next. But I was too much of a coward, so I remained in my bunk.

“Veronica?” Adam suddenly asked.

“Yes?”

“Can I kiss you again?”

“Only if you hurry. Sharon and Heather are on the other aisle right now.”

I heard the other curtain pull back, and then mine suddenly opened. Adam planted a knee on the bed and closed the curtain, then lowered himself on top of me.

“I meant can I kiss you again, on a date,” he said.

“That’s one misunderstanding I don’t mind,” I said. “But it’s too late now.”

I leaned up to press my lips against his, and then we stopped caring about who had meant what. Adam pulled my skirt up around my waist, allowing me to spread my legs wider in the narrow bunk space. He sank into me, deepening the kiss with a flicker of tongue. My body came even more alive underneath him, and everywhere our skin touched, it felt like electricity connected, causing the hairs on my body to go stiff.

His cock was also stiff, something he couldn’t hide in the form-fitting slacks. Adam ground it into my panties, creating a wonderful friction between our two sexes. I was completely drenched, both from the unexpected way this flight had gone, and from the audacity of us to do this during the flight itself.

“We could get caught,” I breathed between kisses.

“I know.”

“We’ll be fired,” I said.

He moved his lips down to my neck. “Do you want me to stop?”

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