Room 452

He laughs. “You wound me Blake, but I meant plane buddies. Might as well get used to sitting next to me now. It’s going to be a fun flight.”

I turn fully toward him, and he has the dumbest grin on his face. I somehow know I’m going to regret my next words. “That’s not possible. I assigned the seats myself. You are on the opposite side of the plane.” I clench my teeth. “I made sure.”

His smile grows. “Ahh...yes I was.”

“Was?” I ask.

He smirks at me and crosses his leg over his knee. “Yup. I spent the whole week after I found your ticket stub in your room that first night looking for your seat buddy.”

I stare angrily at the driver’s seat in front of me. Rachel. That bitch. How could she betray me like this? Sawyer’s seat was in the back of the plane, so I know she wouldn’t have just given it up out of the goodness of her heart.

I turn back toward him. “How’d you convince her?”

He cocks an eyebrow and chuckles almost nervously. “You really want to know?”

I make a disgusted noise. “God no. You’re so gross.”

He laughs harder. “Me? What about you?”

“What about me?” I challenge.

He leans in closer. “You were the one who was willing to take, what was it? Five? Six different guys to your room last night?”

I roll my eyes. “That’s different.”

He gives me a smug smile. “Do tell.”

I cross my arms over my chest. “That would have been for mutual pleasure. I wasn’t using my body to pay for something. That would make me cheap.” I pop the “p” in cheap and smile back at him.

He doesn’t take the bait. “You really think those tools would have been able to pleasure you?” He asks condescendingly.

I don’t take the bait either. I’m not falling for his “only I could give you pleasure” bullshit line that I know is coming. I just shrug my shoulders. “I don’t have difficulty climaxing if that’s what you’re asking. I know what I need, and I know how to get it.”

Sawyer bites down on his fist, and his eyes darken as he looks me over. “Fuck. You’re driving me crazy.”

I smirk back. “Good. Then you won’t mind tracking Rachel down and swapping your seats again.”

He leans back in his seat again. “No can do. I can’t be on the back of the plane again.” He pauses. “Thank you for that by the way.” He adds sarcastically.

“Hm?” I pretend not to hear him as I place my headphones in my ears and turn up my music. He smirks at me and then turns and starts chatting with some of the other sales guys that are sitting around us.

I manage to ignore Sawyer the rest of the ride to the airport, and I plan on doing the same thing on the plane. I downloaded a few movies to watch on the flight, and maybe I’ll take a nap. I’m just glad I won’t have to see him on a daily basis after this trip. We usually only run into each other once or twice a week back at the office since we handle different divisions.

I stop by a little breakfast stand at the airport and grab a muffin since I didn’t wake up in time to eat anything this morning. Erin walks up to the stand and orders a coffee. “So where’d you sneak off to last night?” She asks.

I groan. “I didn’t get any action if that’s what you’re asking.”

She opens her mouth in shock. “How the fuck is it possible that someone who looks like you and wanted to get laid didnt get any action? What’s a girl have to do to get a good fuck these days?”

I can tell by the smile on her face that she definitely got some last night, so I grumble even more. “It was fucking Sawyer.” I mumble.

Erin opens her eyes wide. “Speak of the devil.”

I whip around, and Sawyer grins at me. “You talking about me?”

“Yes.” I grit through my clenched teeth. “About how you are the biggest cock block.”

He gives Erin an actually friendly smile unlike the smug devilish grins he always throws my way. “She was too drunk for cock. I was a life saver.”