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“Sure,” he said, putting it next to his things, his big body on full display for me.

Even in a suit you could see that Gomez had an amazing body. I diverted my eyes before seeing Webber smirking at me. I rolled my eyes at him because that's what we did. Webber was that annoying brother you hated, but also couldn’t help but love. He might have caught me staring a few times and gave me shit for it, but he was one to talk since he was bisexual. He knew how good-looking Gomez and Riggs were.

Webber made a motion to close my mouth, and I flipped him off as Gomez sat next to me. He was so wide his shoulder brushed against mine. Even though I wanted to stay close, I readjusted myself closer to the window.

“How did you end up on the plane with us?” Gomez adjusted his jacket then looked at me with those beautiful eyes of his.

“Our plane was delayed so instead of no one going, they stuck a few of us on the plane with you guys,” I said, balancing my computer and camera on my lap.

“Lucky me,” he said, as I noticed a book in his hands.

“Whatcha reading?” I said, rotating towards him.

He turned it, and showed me a cover I had never seen before, but it looked like fantasy.

“Oh…” He blushed and for a moment I kind of hoped it was a romantasy and he could give me a good book rec.

“I saw some guy recommend it on social media, it has some dragons and some academy they are sent to,” he said, looking adorable. “It has like, thirty thousand reviews, figured it would be a good way to pass the flight.”

“I didn’t realize you were a fantasy reader,” I said, fastening my seat belt.

“I like a lot of things. I've got a wide variety of likes and I will always try something once.” He smirked and my stomach flipped.

“Well, I like to read when I can, so if it's good, let me know,” I said, tightening the belt.

“What do you like to read?” he asked, fastening his seatbelt as I heard the flight attendant talking about plane safety.

“I like fantasy too or contemporary, cowboys, paranormal, why choose. Anything where the female main character gets railed a few times,” I said.

Gomez laughed a little too loudly. “Of course you read smut. Who are your favorite authors?”

“Whitney West, Willow Winslet and Wander Whitlock. The W Holy trinity,” I said proudly.

“That’s impressive they all have W names,” he said, as the plane started to move. “All done on purpose?”

“Who knows, but I did read they are friends,” I said.

“That would be great marketing for them to plaster their names on some shirts, maybe even be clever enough to call themselves W to the third power,” he said, looking amused.

“Who knows they probably have a sweatshirt that has all their signatures on them,” I said, thinking I might have to go looking to see if they had merch.

“Maybe I’ll pick a book up from one of them, but wait, I want to know what is why choose?” He looked confused.

I laughed. “I don't think this is the time to explain that.”

“We have plenty of time,” he said, still looking confused.

“It's not that…” The plane started to take off and the thrust pushed me back into my seat, not the thrust I usually liked, though.

We stayed quiet as we flew higher and higher.

“Is it naughty?” he whispered, leaning closer to me.

His scent enveloped me. He smelled familiar and comforting. I made the mistake of looking at his lips.

“Extremely naughty,” I said, my voice getting a little huskier.

“I think I want these smutty recommendations,” he whispered, glancing down at my lips.

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