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Another two couples drifted in.Gabriel Antonelli introduced his stunning girlfriend, Angela, and Damon Sinclair introduced his wife, Birdie.
As the introductions were reciprocated, Bethany noticed how Zach kept his body between hers and the men and curbed a smile.Her guy was unashamedly territorial.She had no problem with that.
Although, she was beginning to get irritated with Olga subtly eye-fucking Zach.
The conversation inevitably drifted to business, but she noticed there wasn’t that same aloofness present as when Zach had interacted with the guests on her first Indigo Lounge flight.When the other couples drifted away, she looked at Zach.
“They’re your friends?”
“We move in the same circles and get together every now and then.”
“So they’re your friends.”
He shrugged.“More like business acquaintances I’m familiar with.”
She frowned.“Do you have any real friends?”
His eyes shadowed as he stared down at her.“Yes.You.”
She should be used to the way he frequently kicked her feet from under her with his revelations, but Bethany had a feeling she would never get used to Zach’s power with words.“I seriously like you, you know that?”
His smile was a little forced, and the hand drifting down her cheek trembled slightly.“You more than like me, but I’ll take this for now.You want another drink?”he asked.
She drained the last of her cocktail and shook her head.“I want to keep a clear head.Technically, I’m supposed to be working.”
“Not while we’re flying.”
Stepping off from the stool, she tugged down her dress.“I know, but getting to know the guests now will help me service them better later.”
He froze.“Fucking wrong choice of words there, Peaches.”
“God, are you going to be like this throughout the whole trip?”
His nostrils flared.“Things are still unsettled between us.I can’t help think something’s around the corner waiting to fuck us up even more.”
She reached for his hand and slid her other hand around his nape.“Shit is going to happen, no matter how much you might try to prevent it.The only thing you can control is how you live in the moment, right now.”
He swallowed and the fierce light from his eyes burned right through to her soul.“You’re mine.Nothing and no one is going to alter that.I won’t let it happen.”
She smiled, and his breathing altered.Her hand slid from his nape to his chest and as she kissed him, his heartbeat escalated.“I like the sound of that.Know what else I like the sound of?”
“Will I regret asking?”
“I like the sound of you taking me to the second deck.I wanna see who’s getting frisky with whom.”
His breath hissed out.“God.You’re a closet voyeur.How did I not know this about you?”he grumbled.
She laughed and tugged him to the glass staircase.
They entered the bar area, and she felt Zach’s fingers tighten on hers.Glancing at him, she saw his face set in hard, unreadable lines.She noted why a second later.
One of the guests, a young German heir to a sports car giant, was busy fondling his companion who was naked from the waist up.She had both hands tied behind her back, giving him free access to her heavy breasts.
As Bethany watched, he slapped one breast and made a sound of pleasure when her nipple immediately peaked.Cupping her, his other hand reached between her thighs.At the first touch, her head rolled back and her mouth dropped open.
The man’s gaze flicked to them, his eyes glazed.He started to smile at Bethany, then noticed Zach and immediately looked away.To his credit, he became completely engrossed by the sight before him again.Leaning down, he rolled his tongue over his woman’s nipple, sucked hard on it and groaned.
“Seen enough?”Zach rasped.She glanced at him, wanting to see his reaction, but he’d retreated behind an inscrutable wall as he stared down at her, one eyebrow raised.