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I responded with a laughing emoji, then set my phone on the tray table and wiped a hand over my face. I’d have to calm the hell down before we landed. The last thing I needed was a teammate—or a camera—catching me with a conspicuous hard-on.

I shifted in my seat, hoping no one noticed. Elsewhere on the plane, a few of the guys were loud and rowdy, chirping and cheering each other on with some video game or another.

“You fucking camper!” Temo groused. “Come out and fight like a real—you son of a bitch!”

The triumphant bark of laughter that followed belonged to Chris, and I immediately sobered.

I’m sexting with Garrett while his son is sitting three rows away. Crap.

Well, that was enough to calm me down and keep me from embarrassing myself, so there was that.

At least until my phone pinged again.

Garrett

Would you think it was weird if I told you I fantasized about blowing you in the McLaren?

“Jesus Christ,” I whispered before I could stop myself. Thank God my other teammates were loud enough no one noticed.

Have you?

(Halo emoji)

Might be more room in the SUV.

But it’s not nearly as sexy as the McLaren.

It has a backseat, though. A big backseat.

You make a compelling argument.

Figured you’d see it my way.

Ever 69’d in the backseat?

I closed my eyes and pushed out a breath. This man really was going to be the death of me. What a way to go, though. Fuck.

Right then, Chris laughed again. “Ha! Told you I’d kick your ass!”

I didn’t hear the shit-talking that followed over my suddenly thundering heart. Or the ping of my phone.

Garrett

Goddammit. I am way too horny tonight.

“Oh come on,” Chris said as I was reading the text. “I didn’t cheat. You just don’t know what the fuck you’re doing.”

“Shut up, Kanes,” Temo grumbled. “You cheated.”

I rubbed my eyes and swore. Yeah, this was weird as fuck. But I reminded myself we weren’t doing anything wrong. Just two consenting adults seeing where things went before we tipped our hand to anyone.

To his son.

To my teammate.

To my linemate.

I’d been in some weird situations in my life, but this one definitely took the cake. And guilty conscience aside, I didn’t want to end this situation. I itched to tell Chris the truth, but we’d get there in due time.