Chloe’s gaze settled on me and said, “We’re ready for takeoff whenever you are?”
I studied her beautiful, freckled face a few moments longer than necessary, and she met my eyes with that soul-piercing stare of her own, daring me to try to read her thoughts. “Hey, Marcus?” I looked up at her. Don’t get me wrong—the Starlight girls are good people, mostly, but you and Emily… Erin… you’re different. However, that didn’t mean I couldn’t use every other inch of Natashya’s body. We’re fine.”
I was still curious as hell about what Bobbi had said to Emily to put my sister’s mind at ease. No explanation about what was said? Avoiding temptation, I whipped her around and pressed her back to the desk, shoving her face into the wood surface as I stepped up behind her. And when the hell was I going to fuck a smile on the stoic beauty peering at us through the doorway to the front of the helicopter? My teeth ran lightly across it, and I felt her shiver in my arms as my free hand dropped to her ass, squeezing it like a stress ball to release my anguish and pent-up frustration.
