Page 73 of Come Fly with Me

The day before we’re due to fly out, we’re coming home from a run when my phone chimes out with a text. Glancing at the screen, I see it’s from Tyler, an old Air Force friend of mine.

“Fancy going out tonight?” I ask as I read his message.

“Sure,” Taylor says, stretching. “What are you thinking?”

I glance up and am momentarily distracted by the fact that she is bent over at the waist, her beautiful arse on display and her tits practically spilling from her sports bra. She catches me staring and smirks at me as she straightens and says, “Jake?”

I shake my head. “Friends of mine,” I say. “Their band is playing tonight. Wanna go see them?”

“Are they any good?” she asks.

I laugh. “Yeah, they are,” I tell her. “But I’d also really like you to meet them too.”

She smiles now as she goes back to stretching. “Okay, sounds good.”

I’m staring again at her long legs, at her tight arse and that amazing body of hers, still glistening with sweat after our run. “You know what sounds good,” I murmur, stepping closer as I grab her and throw her over my shoulder. Taylor squeals and I grab the arse I was just staring at. “Getting this beautiful arse of yours all hot and sweaty in the shower,” I add before giving her a hard smack and taking her inside.

The bar is in Venice Beach and even though we have to fly tomorrow, it’s a late flight, so we Uber over so we can both have a few drinks.

The place is crowded, a mix of young and old and I smile when I see my friends over in the corner, drinking a couple of beers before they go on.

“Jake!” Tyler calls, waving me over.

Grinning, I grab Taylor’s hand and pull her with me, laughing as Tyler engulfs me in a giant bear hug. “Hey,” I say.

“Where the fuck have you been?” Tyler asks, grinning back at me.

“Flying,” I say with a laugh. “And also, this is Taylor,” I add, tugging her closer. “Taylor, this here is the first friend I ever made when I moved to the States, Tyler.”

I watch as Tyler turns to Taylor, his grin widening as he gives her a once-over. “Nice to meet you,” he says, extending a hand as he shoots me a look that I know says nice one, she’s fucking hot.

“You too,” Taylor says, shaking his hand. “Were you guys in the military together?”

Tyler nods. “Some of us still are,” he says, nudging me with his shoulder. “Pretty boy here couldn’t hack it, though. Sold his soul and went commercial.”

“Fuck off,” I say, laughing. “And watch yourself, you’re talking to a full-blown captain here,” I say, gesturing to Taylor.

Tyler’s eyes widen as they flick from me to Taylor and back to me again. Then his face breaks out into a huge grin as he lifts his chin a little and says, “A superior and a woman in uniform, huh? Nice.”

Taylor blushes, and I laugh, pulling her closer as I press a kiss to her temple. “What can I say, turns me on.”

I introduce Taylor to the rest of the band, all guys that I was in the military with. Logan, like Tyler, is still in, but both Jason and Pete got out a few months ago. Taylor asks if we were all pilots, which we are, and what their plans are after the military. She’s never really asked me why I left, and it’s kind of weird to hear her ask them now.

It can be a tough life, the military, especially when you’ve seen and done some of the stuff we have. It’s not something everyone wants to or can do forever. I had my reasons for wanting to leave when I did, which were partly because of that and partly for other things. I don’t regret leaving, and if she asked, I’d tell her.

“Alright,” Tyler says, clapping his hands together once. “We gotta go get ready. You’ll stick around till we finish so we can catch up some more?” he asks.

I nod. “Of course.”

He grins. “And you might wanna think about warming up,” he says, giving me a wink.

I shake my head, laughing a little as I slap him on the shoulder. We watch as they all walk up onto the stage and people start to cheer because they are known around here and always get a good reception.

“What was that about?” Taylor asks, leaning in close.

I laugh, putting my mouth against her ear. “You’ll see.”

She gives me a puzzled look, and I lean in and kiss her, pulling her close as my arm wraps around her waist. I tease her with my tongue, urging her lips apart as I deepen the kiss, and I feel her body melt against mine.

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