Slay Me (Rock Gods #1) (6 page)

             
Who was he to fight them off?

             
But if Sabrina caught on she wouldn't approve.

             
Worse, she wouldn't like it. Or him.

             
The girls smiled widely as they climbed the stairs. He shook his head subtly and they all dimmed their thousand watt smiles imperceptibly. Smooth as silk.

             
Thankfully Sabrina was too preoccupied by something to notice any of this. He noticed that her hand was gripping the railing for dear life. She'd stopped at the door to the plane.

             
"Sabrina? Is everything alright?"

             
He put his hand on her shoulder and she jerked. Christ the woman was wound up tightly! He'd like to be the one to unwind her…

             
"Yes! I'm just- I don't like to fly."

             
Oh dear. They were embarking on a God Damn world tour and she didn't like to fly? That was going to be problematic.

             
Then again, it could work in his favor.

             
He gave her a gentle nudge in the lower back and she stepped on board. Once again, her mouth was open. He smiled, knowing this time it
was
in his favor.

             
White leather sofas lined the cabin. There was also a bedroom in the back but he didn't have to show her that.

             
Not yet.

             
The plane was super deluxe. He'd had a designer redo the whole thing just last year. Now it was minimalist rock. He even had instruments on board. A baby grand piano, guitars. And a bar of course.

             
That gave him an idea.

             
"Get settled lo- Miss Newton. I just need to have a word with the pilot."

             
He pulled Marley into the cabin with him.

             
"Marley, make yourself scarce."

             
"What does that mean?"

             
"It's a big plane! Just don't sit too close to us."

             
He turned to the captain.

             
"Now, as for you… any way to make the ride a little bumpy- say after about two hours?"

             
"I can do that. Any particular reason why?"

             
"I've got a nervous flier on board. I just want to make sure she ends up in my lap. Or vice versa."

             
Marley rolled his eyes and left as the Captain had a good laugh.

             
"You got it Nick."

**********

              Sabrina stared out the window into the bright blue sky outside the plane, taking a break from relentlessly working her laptop. It was brilliant outside, with hardly a cloud in the sky. She still had some things to line up, and she wanted to keep on top of her other clients, even if she wasn't there to handle them personally.

             
She took a deep breath. She'd been dreading this flight but it turned out that she was perfectly fine. Hardly nervous at all anymore.

             
The plane hadn't done any of those sickening lurches she despised. No bumps at all actually.

             
So why were her hands clenched into fists?

             
She took a deep breath and relaxed them. She glanced up and caught Nick staring at her.

             
Again.

             
He had a thoughtful expression on his face. As if he were contemplating something. Something enjoyable.

             
She frowned. She had a sudden feeling that whatever he was thinking about included her as a participant. And very little clothes. No clothes at all in fact. A funny warm feeling pooled in her stomach at the thought.

             
She stared at her glass of mineral water on the side table. It was rattling, shaking around on the table. And then it spilled.

             
The intercom came on with a soft tone.

             
"Please be seated. We've got some turbulence up ahead. Could be severe, so please use your safety harnesses."

             
The plane gave a sickening lurch to the right and she stifled a scream. Nick was beside her in an instant, sitting close beside her on the sofa.

             
"There there, it's alright. Let me help you."

             
She nodded shakily as he slid the harness into place. It wasn't a normal seat belt, because of the unusual seating. It held you entire torso against the couch but you could still move around a bit. Nick's hands were business like as he fitted it over her. Until he accidentally brushed her chest. His hand froze, the back of it against her suddenly hardening nipple.

             
Oh god.

             
That felt good.

             
Their eyes met and she saw his were dark with desire. She swallowed nervously and moved away from his hand slightly. Just then the plane seemed to lift up and slam downward, dropping sharply. She gasped and Nick went flying, right onto her lap.

             
His torso was pressed into hers sending waves of electricity through her. His head had somehow landed over her shoulder, his face pressed into her neck. One leg was between hers.

             
"Mr. Falcon!"

             
"I'm alright. Christ- hold on-"

             
His hands were all over her as he tried to right himself. She was locked into place so she couldn't do much about it. But if she was honest with herself, it was taking her mind off the shaking plane.

             
Plus it felt good. Really good.

             
He grinned at her sheepishly as he settled back into the seat beside her. He slid into his harness and held out his hand. She stared at it for a moment and then grabbed it.

             
"That's it. Just lean back and close your eyes. It will be over soon love."

             
"Don't call me that."

             
He squeezed her hand and laughed.

             
"I'm sure it won't be turbulent for the entire ten hours to London."

             
"Ten hours?" she squeaked and sat up sharply. Well, as far as the harness would allow her. The plane was rattling side to side, slamming them into each other repeatedly.

             
"Well, it could be only eight or nine, depending on tail winds."

             
She moaned and leaned back again, closing her eyes.

             
"Are you nauseous?"

             
"No. I- just don't like being jostled so much-"

             
He squeezed her hand again.

             
"Or heights."

             
He laughed.

             
"Or confined spaces."

             
He laughed harder.

             
"I know just what you need. Hold on."

             
She heard him unsnapping his harness and grabbed his hand.

             
"Don't leave me!"

             
"I'll be right back love. Trust me."

             
She lay back and closed her eyes again. She was being ridiculous. Why would just holding his hand make her feel any better?

             
The crazy thing was though, it did.

**********

             
Nick winked at the flight attendants who were riding out the turbulence in the bar section. He grabbed a bottle of tequila and two glasses. One of the girls scooped ice and a lime into each.

             
"Do me a favor love and tell the captain to take the bumps down a few notches."

             
She nodded and walked gracefully toward the cockpit despite the turbulence. He shook his head. They really were remarkable women. They hadn't revealed a thing about the past to Sabrina. He decided to give them all a raise.

             
Funny thing that, giving gorgeous women money for
not
sleeping with him.

             
He turned and walked back to the lounge area. Marley must be in the back taking a nap. He didn't mind. He knew he wouldn't be getting Sabrina into bed just yet.

             
Soon, though.

             
Very soon.

             
He smiled at her, even though she couldn't see him with her eyes so tightly closed. Time to start laying the groundwork.

             
"Here we are. Liquid courage."

             
Her eyes opened a crack. She stared at him sitting beside her then snapped her eyes shut again.

             
"I don't drink."

             
"There's a first time for everything."

             
He poured himself some tequila and sipped it, smacking his lips together.

             
"God that's good. I can already feel myself relaxing."

             
She opened her eyes again. The poor thing looked terrified. He really was a heel. He squashed down the voice of his conscience and smiled reassuringly.

             
"You know love, I'm a bit afraid of flying myself. Not to mention this is a new pilot."

             
"It is?"

             
"Yeah first time flying with him. I've never experienced this sort of turbulence before. It's a bit frightening. Even poor Marley had to take something and lie down."

             
"He did? Oh god. This is not good."

             
He smiled grimly and handed her the second glass, splashing a liberal dose of tequila into it. This time she took it, staring at it uncertainly.

             
Good girl.

             
"There you go. Bottoms up."

             
She lifted the glass to her lips and drank. He watched her as her face crinkled.

             
"It's strong."

             
"It's good medicine love. Here, have another splash."

             
He tipped the bottle into her glass, squeezing his lime into it. It cut the taste a bit. She stared at the glass in her hands and then lifted her eyes to his. He inhaled sharply at the trusting look in her eyes. He was going to hell, that much was certain.

             
But by God he'd enjoy the ride.

             
She sipped her drink until it was gone per his interactions. Then he opened a drawer in a side console and fished around until he found a deck of cards. He brought them back over to her and started shuffling.

             
"Poker? Just to take your mind off the fact that we are hurtling over the continent thousands of miles in the air."

             
She blanched.

             
"Christ love, I'm only joking. Look, the turbulence is much better already, isn't it?"

             
She nodded.

             
"And you feel more relaxed don't you?"

             
"Yes. Thank you."

             
He poured her another drink.

             
"You should always listen to Dr. Falcon. Now take your medicine like a good girl."

             
She giggled and picked up her glass. She was already getting used to the taste he could tell. That boded well for his plans to wine and dine her all over Europe.

             
And bed her. Mustn't forget that part.