Here

The chauffeur opens the car door. I step out onto the tarmac and look up at the large, beautiful jet sitting there and waiting for us to load onto it. I look over my shoulder and at Devin in his nice suit as he steps out of the car.

“When is McKenzie and Brian supposed to be here?” He asks, closing the door behind him.

“They were supposed to be right behind us,” I explain, running my finger across my bottom lip as I recall the pleasure this man just gave me a short while ago.

I step forward, analyzing the jet, looking at the surrounding area, and feeling nervous. I’ve never left the United States before. This experience is going to be new to me and even though I will be with people I trust, it’s still a nerve-crazed moment for me.

I feel a hand slide across my lower waist. “Is this too much?” Devin asks, his expression telling me he’s expecting me to say yes. “I know we aren’t an actual couple, but you are calling me b