I shake my head. “That’s cool. How much are you paying her to spend time with you?”
I throw a wink to an amused Rae, and Andie chuckles as we wait for Kasey’s reply.
Kasey laughs. “Too much, bro…way too much,” he winks at Andie and when I meet Andie’s gaze, she just shrugs with a slight blush tinting her cheeks before she turns back to monitoring our progress through the busy security line.
On the other side, I make sure Rae has all her things, but I loose the fight to carry her case again as she grins and starts dragging her case toward ou
r group. Aiden has Sarah sitting on his lap, Erin it appears is sleeping on Mateo’s shoulder, and Kasey ushers Andie into a chair before he collapses into the seat beside her. He glances up as Rae takes her seat. “Thanks for offering to get the coffees, Bro.” He smirks.
I roll my eyes, and counter with, “You can buy the first round tonight.” I wander off to purchase coffee for everyone.
In no time at all, I’m passing out the cups of coffee, and then I sit down next to Rae, asking Sarah, “Are Eric and Sylvia meeting us in Vegas?”
“Yes. Their plane is scheduled to land just ten minutes before ours,” Sarah answers. “I’m really sad that Emelia and Dante have had to cancel though.”
“It can’t be helped, she needs to stay off her feet and we all know that will only happen if Dante is with her.” I slide my palm to Rae’s thigh and flex my fingers, itching to move beneath her dress.
Rae covers my hand with hers and makes sure that she has a firm hold as her fingers slide between mine.
“It’s not worth the risk, and she’d be uncomfortable most of the time,” Erin adds. “I told her I’ll take plenty of pictures of the strippers for her.”
“Strippers?” I ask and I’m joined in the chorus with my brothers.
I look around and my gaze lands on Rae. “Wouldn’t you like to know?” she grins.
I open my mouth to ask more, but our gate is announced for the flight so she’s saved for now. The minute I get the chance I’m going to be on her for answers. I mean strippers? No way in hell is she going anywhere near strippers.
“Stop looking at me with that angry expression,” Rae hisses between her teeth as we move toward our departure gate.
“I’m not angry, I’m pissed,” I growl back. “When did you plan on telling me you were off to see some strippers?”
“I have no intention of going anywhere to see them.” She huffs. “Andie said that she was going with Sarah and Erin. I don’t think Aiden and Mateo are too happy, but they know it’s only a show, and I’m guessing have promised their guys a surprise if they let them go without hassle.”
Staring grumpily at Rae after her tirade isn’t the right thing to do because she shoves her bag into my arms, and hisses, “I’m going to the restroom before we board.”
A light bulb flickers in my head, and I whisper, “Take your panties off.”
Her eyes widen in surprise. “Are you serious? One minute you’re pissed and now you want me to, um, well, do that?” she questions, a delightful blush creeping up to her cheekbones.
“I love you, so yes.” I let her go and watch her sexy hips sway as she moves toward the restroom.
Turning to join in the conversation, my eyes immediately land on Andie who is giving me a thoughtful look. My belly flutters with nerves because the last thing I want to do is upset Rae’s daughter, but by the smile creeping along her lips, she’s anything but upset.
Kasey watches me just as intently and when he’s distracted, I realize that Rae is coming back over and the look she gives me has my cock rising. It isn’t until she whispers, “Done,” that my dick tries to punch through my zipper. I close my eyes and wonder what the hell possessed me to ask her to take her panties off.
I clear my throat as I watch her talking to Andie. Kasey slaps me on the back. “No matter how tempted you are, please do not join the mile high club. No way can I cover for you both for that.” Kasey punches me in the arm and follows Andie on board while I shuffle behind Rae.
I don’t say anything, but I make sure that she’s aware of my closeness, and I smile to myself when I notice the goose bumps on her neck and forearms. At least I’m not the only one aroused.
Once we’re on the plane, I store our luggage and Rae indicates for me to take the window seat. “You’re arousal isn’t as easy as mine to hide.”
So damn true.
Sitting in the seat, I wince at the discomfort behind my zipper while Rae settles back.
“You’re enjoying this, huh?” I grumble.
Rae leans closer and whispers, “I’m just as aroused, and by the time we get to our room, I’ll probably come the minute you thrust inside of me.”