Page 50 of LA Reign

Kelsey bites her lips, thinking about it. “Actually, I have some vacation time left. And they owe me a huge favor anyway after I helped them out of a tight spot today.”

“Why, what did you do?” I ask. Kelsey always has the best stories, the kind that make you cry with laughter.

“There was a thing. With a pigeon. And a magician.” What?

“Can you please tell her on the plane?” Jax says with a roll of his eyes. “I’ve got a hot breakfast date, and I don’t like to disappoint a beautiful lady.”

Hugo says nothing. He’s eating a slice of Tony’s and looking sheepish. I don’t mind. I’m starting to feel bad about sneaking away for different reasons now, because I’m sure Hugo and the other guards have been severely reprimanded by my husband. Some of them might be missing a limb.

“Please come, Kelsey!” I say. “It’s been so good to see you again. And we have a pool. And sunshine. No Tony’s, but our housekeeper Magda makes the most amazing lasagna…”

“Sold to the lady in the dino PJs,” she announces, squealing and jumping up and down on her feet in excitement. “Give me ten minutes to pack, guys, okay?”

She gives them all a pleading look and runs from the room, clapping her hands.

“Thank you,” I say to Alejandro. “That means a lot.”

“My pleasure, princesa,” he growls as he wraps an arm around my shoulder.

Twenty minutes later, because Kelsey was lying about how long it would take her to pack, we step onto the street. I’m now wearing more of her clothes, Alejandro having darkly announced that nobody else was allowed to see my in my pajamas.

Michael, the driver, holds open the doors of the car for us. Jax climbs into the front while Hugo and Kelsey gets into the back seat, followed by Alejandro.

He holds out his hand to me and pats his lap. “So I don’t even get my own seat?” I ask.

“Well, I wasn’t expecting we’d be bringing a guest home with us,” Alejandro replies with a wicked smile. “So, either you sit on my lap, or Kelsey will have to sit on Hugo’s.”

“I can certainly live with that,” Kelsey adds with a grin. “I’m all about the teamwork.” She winks at Hugo and he stifles a laugh.

“I think Hugo has got himself into enough trouble for one day,” Alejandro replies.

“Sorry,” I mouth to my bodyguard. He smiles and shakes his head.

I clamber onto Alejandro’s lap, not objecting at all. His strong arms go around me, and as I settle my ass down, I feel the instant reaction of his cock. I smirk at him, and he frowns. “Stay very still,” he whispers into my ear. “Don’t think for a minute that you’ll be safe at home just because your friend is there to chaperone you.”

It feels so wonderful to be back in his embrace that I nod. I’ll do what I’m told. Mainly. We arrive at our private landing strip at the airport and are smoothly whisked onto the jet.

“I can’t believe you guys have your own plane,” Kelsey says as she takes her seat, looking around in astonishment.

“Neither can I,” I answer. “I’ve never been on it before.”

“Actually, we have two,” Alejandro says as he wraps an arm around me.

“Two? Why on earth would anyone need two planes?” I say.

He shrugs. “In case one breaks down.” Of course. The same reason he has a garage full of cars.

“Well, now that I know this exciting piece of information, you can fly me to LA any time I have a few days off, can’t you?” Kelsey says with a grin.

“If that’s what you ladies want,” Alejandro replies smoothly as he leans back in his seat and closes his eyes. I stare at his handsome face, his dark stubble, his thick waves of hair. He is the most beautiful man I have ever seen.

He rests while we take off, and I can’t help but enjoy looking at him while he dozes. Once we’ve been in the air for a while, he lazily opens his eyes and catches me staring. I blush a little, embarrassed by the fact that I’ve been found adoring him like this. He grins at me and licks his lips. Lips that I’d very much like to kiss right now.

Reading my mind as usual, he unfastens his seatbelt and stands. I look around. Jax is asleep, and Hugo and Kelsey are deep in conversation. So when Alejandro gestures towards the back of the plane, I raise no objections. He takes me by the hand and leads me away to a door. Inside is a small but fully functional bedroom.

“You have a bedroom on your plane?” I laugh as I step inside. He closes the door behind us.

“Of course. On both of them,” he says as he takes a step toward me. He has a predatory glint in his eye that makes me take my own step back, bumping against the frame of the bed. “Can you think of any better way to spend the next few hours than to get naked under those covers with me?”