Page 28 of Faking Love


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As she was getting comfortable, her phone buzzed. It was in her hand in a second.

The text message was from Brandon. One of these days, I’m joining you on a flight. Mile-high club anyone?

She was grinning like an idiot, and she didn’t care. She sent back a reply.Don’t make promises you can’t keep.

Seconds later, he buzzed her again. I fully plan on keeping this promise.

The text banter kept up until the flight attendant made everyone shut off their phones. She leaned back in her seat, smile cemented in place.I love you. The words echoed in her head, muffling the noise of the airplane wheels on the runway.

For so many years, she’d struggled with—and eventually learned to avoid—any relationships that might lead to that conclusion. She’d reached the point where it hurt less to push aside that kind of affection, rather than deal with another guy who didn’t understand her work schedule.

Now she had someone who not only understood, but also embraced the same things she did—the need to travel, the desire to see as much of the world as possible, and the passion for experiences.

The realization tugged deep inside her chest and traveled through her, warming her heart.

It would be tough to be apart, but he was worth it. They were worth it.










Epilogue

Six months later

Brandon made his way through the crowded airport, dodging slow movers and stepping aside for the speed walkers. Most bits of travel had become so commonplace, he didn’t think about them anymore. It was part of the commute, which—thanks to his new agent—Brandon was doing a lot more of and for better jobs than he ever lined up through Adeline.

But touching down in his hometown always filled him with a bit of apprehensive excitement. From the moment final descent was announced, until he retrieved his car from long-term parking, a thrum of hyper-energy went through him.

He pulled up an e-mail that came in from Molly while he was flying. The subject wasJust showing you what you’re missing. Heat rushed through him, as the pictures loaded one by one, each of her in less clothing than the last.

His cock throbbed. It was late, so the airport wasn’t too crowded. Still, he wanted to be completely alone, to enjoy these. There was one thing he could do, though. She was in an earlier time zone, so it was only nine there—no need to worry about waking her up. Besides, she’d be waiting for his call.

“Hey. You just get in?” Her bright voice sent a combination of longing and lust through him.

He loved talking to her, but he’d much rather be doing it in person. “Yup. Safe and sound.” He bypassed the luggage carousel and headed straight for the shuttles. They exchanged banter and small talk—how was his trip... the basic stuff—while he made his way outside.

There was no one on the shuttle to the long-term parking. The silence, except for the sound of the heater, was pleasant. “So, what are you wearing?” he asked.

She laughed. “You’re horrible. And still in public.”

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