STEVIE
“Y
ou wanna close your mouth, or are you planning on mopping up the galley floor after the flight?”
Indy’s words bring me out of my daze as I quickly shut my mouth, wiping the corners of my lips for good measure.
“If anyone should be drooling, it’s me. I’m the one working with my imagination here, wondering what’s below all these tight briefs. At least you’ve experienced it.”
My stare stays locked on the exit row as my shirtless boyfriend lays his suit flat in an overhead bin. “Trust me, Indy. I’m drooling because I’ve experienced it.”
As the boys change into their comfortable clothes for the flight to Fort Lauderdale, Indy and I remain hidden in the back of the plane.
“Is he the best s*x of your life or what?”
“Oh, hands down. No comparison.”
“You lucky bitch.”
A con
