Page 41 of Shared By the Pilots

I giggled all the way to our cars. But rather than say goodbye, I invited Adam to follow me back to my place. We showered to get clean after the long day, then spent the rest of the evening making love in a full-sized bed. And this time we could make all the noise we wanted.

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The next week was a whirlwind of activity. Dating one man had a way of filling most of a woman’s free time, but datingtwoof them? I barely had any time to myself. Which I obviously didn’t mind since every second that wasn’t spent on an airplane was spent in bed.

Despite the revelation with Adam, things were still great with Luke. Better than ever, even. One evening, he insisted we go out rather than stay in bed and order take-out. But rather than take me to dinner, he surprised me with a salsa club in downtown Houston. We spent three hours grinding and moving on the dance floor, barely taking enough breaks to order drinks. By the time we finally went next door to get food, we were both sweaty and exhausted.

But not too exhausted to go home and sweat some more in bed.

And things with Adam? It had always been a good idea not to sleep with my coworkers, especially cabin crew who I had todirectlywork with. I still knew that, logically. But now that Adam and I were sleeping together off the clock, it made our time working together so much sexier.

We had a secret, one which we were doing our best to keep from everyone else. Acting normal around him while serving drinks on our flight from Houston to Denver was excruciating, but in the best kind of way. Work was now completely innocent foreplay. It meant that when work was over, we were both absolutelydyingto hook up.

“Stop staring at us like that,” Adam said one flight while the three of us were seated, waiting to land.

“Like what?” Dex asked.

“You know. Like that.” Adam pointed. “You’re doing it right now.”

Dex sighed happily. “I’m just so giddy to see you twotogether. Especially since I’m the one who caused it.”

“We know,” I said. “Do you knowhowwe know? It’s because you’ve reminded us every time we’re all together.”

“At least seven times now,” Adam muttered.

Dex leaned his head back and closed his eyes. “I’m like Cupid, except I fly.”

“Again, Cupid flew all the time,” I said. “He had wings.”

But Dex wasn’t listening. “Just like Cupid.”

We landed and found a table in the employee lounge to relax. Adam was hungry, so he went in search of a salad.

“Can we take a minute to discuss just howrightI was?” he said when we were alone.

“Fine. You were right.”

Dex cupped his ear. “Can you repeat that for me?”

“You were right.”

“One more time? I love to hear it.”

I groaned. “You’re really milking this.”

“I’m just so happy,” he said. “Happy foryou, Veronica. You were ready to be alone your entire life, but now you have two amazing men in your life. From famine to feast.”

“You make it sound like I was a street urchin begging for change, and you came to my rescue.”

“You were worse than a street urchin: you were a single woman in her thirties,” Dex said.

From anyone else, the comment would have infuriated me. But from Dex, my best friend, I knew where he was coming from.

“Okay, so now the important question,” Dex said. “Which of them are you going to marry and have lots of babies with?”

I rolled my eyes. “It’s too early to think about that.”

“Which one do you see yourself having a future with?”

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