Total pages in book: 76
Estimated words: 74882 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 374(@200wpm)___ 300(@250wpm)___ 250(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 74882 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 374(@200wpm)___ 300(@250wpm)___ 250(@300wpm)
“Yes, poor me,” he whines. “They make me work so hard. All I want to do is pretend to be Doris’s son and drink margaritas all day with my bestie. Is that too much to ask?”
“You’re rich. You could do it.”
“But what about all those poor boats?” he hisses, holding his palm to his chest. “They need me.”
“I brought you a double since you have to deal with him,” Lawton says, putting my drink in the cupholder. “Should I call security?” He smirks at me.
My heart does a flutter.
Camilo is security at Hotel Zaragoza.
Would he be security way up above the clouds?
“She’s thinking about him,” Damian tattles. “You can always tell because she gets this girly, dreamy look and her cheeks turn pink.”
“Go away,” I groan. “Get off my lap.”
He picks up my drink and sips it. “Gross, Lawton. What is this?” He sniffs it. “Tequila straight? Where’s like the yummy margarita part?” Damian kisses me right on the mouth, making me laugh, before he stands up. “Stay here, sexy mama. I’m going to get something to add to that drink to make it taste better.”
Lawton trails after him and they argue at the drink station, swatting at each other like siblings. Doris tells her son to behave. Damian actually listens, which makes me grin.
God, I’m going to miss these people.
As my mind drifts to Camilo, the door to the cabin opens. Now that we’re in the air, they can do their autopilot thing and terrorize us. Me, specifically.
Carson flashes me a wicked smile as he strolls out of the cockpit. Camilo peeks out behind him, making my heart stop in my chest.
“This is your captain speaking,” Carson says. “The weather looks great. We’ll arrive in La Fortuna Airport before supper. Before we let you settle in for your flight, I just wanted to tell you all I enjoyed myself immensely on my forced vacation with the Funky Flyers.”
Damian takes a bow, making sure to bend his ass right in front of Carson. Carson simply laughs.
“This song’s for you guys,” Carson tells us as he fiddles with his phone. It’s connected through the Bluetooth speakers and then the familiar beat of “Goodbye Stranger” by Supertramp starts playing.
Damian dances in a silly way that makes everyone laugh, including me. When I feel a heated gaze on me, I can’t help but draw my attention to the cockpit. Camilo looks handsome as ever in his cocky pilot outfit and his usual smirk. He looked at me the same way before he pounced on me and made love to me. Every part of me is bruised and sore from our sex-filled night. I even noticed a few hickeys this morning after my shower.
Eventually they’ll fade.
Will the memories fade too?
My blood seems to chill and I shiver. Grabbing the complimentary blanket, I pull it up over me and drag my gaze away from the hot pilot to the clouds.
For once in my life, I want something I can’t have. I’m used to going after things I’ll eventually have. With Camilo, it’s impossible. We’re worlds apart when it comes to our lives.
On that note, I close my eyes and dream that we aren’t.
“Sherrie-dan,” Estefania says, shaking me awake. “Time to wake up.”
I yawn and look around. Everyone is gathering their things to go. We’ve landed. I’ll see Daddy soon. And David. I’m met with a mixture of confusing emotions.
“I would offer you my security detail, but you would be safer just hanging back until we make our way through the crowd.” She frowns. “Can I call you later?”
Tears prickle at my eyes. “Of course.”
She grins at me. So beautiful. So sweet. She pulls me to my feet and hugs me, her perky tits smashing into my face. I inhale my friend’s lovely scent and sigh. I’m going to miss her something terrible.
“Va-jay-jay sammich!”
We squeal when Damian bear hugs us both. It’s all giggles until he starts to cry. He’s dramatic as always, but it sets Estefania and me off. Who knew leaving these people would be so hard?
I’m the first to pull away.
I need to be strong for everyone. That’s what I’m good at. I swipe away my tears and shoo off Estefania.
“Be careful and call me later.” I wave to her and then turn to Damian. “Be good, mister.”
“As if,” he says, just like the girl from Clueless.
He hugs me one more time before bounding off the plane. Everyone has exited except me. Lawton gives me a knowing smirk before busying himself with something in one of the cabinets. Camilo steps out of the cockpit, his nearly black eyes zeroed in on me. He watches me like a hawk as I gather my bags. I lift my chin and roll my suitcase toward him.
“It was nice meeting you,” I tell him with a polite smile.