Chapter 2
Royal
Scavenger Hunt
Photo with celeb
G-string from stripper
Video of team member cage dancing
Wedding Photo at the Little White Wedding Chapel
‘What happens in Vegas’ t-shirt
Helmet off Caesars Palace actor
An ashtray with cigarettes in it
A picture of your teammate being escorted out of a casino
Group photo with random stranger
Picture of one team member getting a piggyback ride from a stranger
Start a flash mob with strangers and get a video of it
As soon as we’re all settled on the plane I get everyone’s attention.
“You now all have access to a shared document with a scavenger hunt list.” Zade and I spent weeks coming up with items for this list while Nash continuously crossed off items that were too illegal or dangerous to collect. “Here’s the deal, each couple is a team...Oh, and Owen and Dani are a team. Sorry,” I add with an apologetic smile to our chronically single friends. “Each team has all weekend to get as many items off the list as possible. Obviously, whoever has the most at the end wins. When you get an item, put a checkmark by it because we don’t want duplicates.”
“That’s not fair, you guys get to be a team of three,” Nox complains.
“You’re welcome to find an extra boyfriend for the weekend. But if you do, we’ll need photographic proof that he’s really your boyfriend if he’s on your team,” I challenge with a smile.
Adam grumbles something about no one else touching Nox as Nash and Zade laugh behind me.
With the lists shared and the rules explained, I plop back into my seat between my men. I slip my hand into Nash’s and lean my head against Zade’s shoulder.
“Do you really think Liam’s okay by himself for the weekend?” I ask quietly, not wanting the rest of my friends to know what a worrier I’ve become when it comes to my little brother.
“You know I would’ve been the first to put my foot down if I didn’t think Liam was mature enough to handle it,” Nash points out. “He’s a good kid, and he’s seventeen, which is plenty old enough to stay alone for a weekend.”
I scoff.
“Do you remember what I was doing when we were seventeen?” I challenge Nash.
“Let me guess, did it have anything to do with booze, bad decisions, and buckets of lube?” Zade asks with a chuckle.
“No, that’s what I have planned for this weekend,” I growl into his ear before biting his neck.
“Mmm, I like the sound of that.”
Zade turns his head and claims my lips with bruising intensity. His tongue seeks mine, and I moan into his mouth as he grabs the back of my neck.
When we break apart, I feel Nash’s fingers tighten on mine, silently asking for a little attention of his own, which I’m more than happy to provide.
I lean the other direction and seal my lips against Nash’s. His lips part, and I nibble on his bottom lip, savoring his familiar taste.
“Love you,” I say with a happy sigh as I sink back in my seat.
“Love you,” both my men say at the same time, and the three of us share a smile.
A woman in the next row over scoffs, and I can’t stop myself from leaning forward with a saccharine grin.
“I know you’re jealous sweetie that I have two gorgeous boyfriends. But if you pray really hard, maybe your life can be as awesome as mine.”
I hear Beck stifling a laugh from the row in front of me as the woman purses her lips and turns her face toward the window.
“You want to join the mile-high club?” I ask Nash.
“There won’t be room in the bathroom for all three of us, plus if we get caught, we could get arrested.”
“I know we can’t all go; I’ll make it up to Zade later. Come on, it’ll be fun,” I beg in a whisper.
Nash lets out a defeated sigh and glances around to make sure no one is onto us.
“Fine, go to the bathroom, and I’ll follow in two minutes.”
Beck
I rest my head against Gage’s shoulder, our fingers entwined in my lap.
I smile to myself as I remember the look in his eyes before he took our bags to the car this morning. It was hungry; he was hungry for me. We’ve only been official a few months, so it’s taken me a little time to get used to the idea that this man I love so much really does love every part of me right back.
I tilt my head and brush my nose against his throat, eliciting a little shiver from my man.
“Feeling adventurous?” I ask quietly, careful not to let anyone overhear.
Gage cocks an eyebrow at me.
“What did you have in mind?”
“Meet me in the bathroom in two minutes, and you’ll find out.”
I quietly get up and make my way down the aisle toward the bathrooms at the back of the plane.
When I get there, I’m surprised to find that there are two bathrooms, but one of them is already marked ‘occupied’ so I choose the open one and slip inside.
My cock is already half hard as I slip my pants down and arrange my erection in my panties for maximum effect.
A minute or two later a light knock comes at the door.
“Come in,” I say in an excited whisper.
“I hope you’re ready for me,” he says as the door eases open, but it hits me a few seconds too late that it isn’t Gage’s voice.
I gasp when I’m suddenly face to face with a distinctly not Gage face. There are too many piercings, too much beard, and way too much Royal.
“What the hell?” I hiss
“Dude,” Royal says, his eyes landing on my lace panties with curiosity.
My hands drop to my crotch in an attempt to hide my erection.
“Get the fuck out,” I grumble and kick at the door as Royal’s face crumples in laughter.
I hurry to pull my clothes back on, and when I step out of the bathroom I find Royal bent over with laughter as Gage and Nash stand by looking decidedly less amused.
I shoot Royal a glare and go to Gage’s outstretched arms.
“Those panties were fucking hot, man,” Royal says, eyeing me with interest again now that he’s gotten his laughter under control.
Gage’s grip on my shoulder tightens, and he grumbles under his breath almost like a growl that shoots a shiver down my spine.
“Relax. I just meant I didn’t realize how sexy lace can be. I may need to look into that for Nash or Zade.”
“Somehow, I’m positive this will turn into a competition to see who has to wear the panties,” Nash teases, kissing Royal on the side of his head.
Royal’s eyes light up, and his smile kicks up a few notches.
“Oh my god yes. Come on, we have to go tell Zade about your idea.”
“It wasn’t my idea,” Nash argues as Royal drags him back to their seats.
As soon as they’re gone, I turn and bury my face in Gage’s chest.
“That was awkward.”
“Yeah, and it kinda killed the idea of the mile-high club,” Gage laments.
“It totally did. But don’t worry, we have a long weekend in Sin City together, I’m sure we can manage to get into some trouble.”
Gage tips my face up and claims my lips, and I can feel his smile against my mouth. My heart flutters as I return his kiss. Gage’s smiles were hard earned, and I swear on my life, I’ll cherish every last one until the day I die.
Thane
Excitement zings over my skin as I clutch Madden’s hand in mine and gaze out over the tiny landscape passing so far beneath us. The cool metal of his engagement ring bites into my skin, and I sigh with contentment.
Neither of us could wait until after the wedding to start wearing a ring, so we decided to wear them right away, and Madden is going to add a tattoo with our wedding date on our ring fingers after the wedding. Well, he’s going to do mine and one of the guys will tattoo Madden’s.
Madden fidgets in the seat beside me, and I give his hand a little squeeze.
“Are you okay, sweetheart?” I lean in and whisper.
Madden turns his face and tilts his chin a fraction, beckoning me to steal a kiss.
“I’m a little anxious but nothing unmanageable,” he assures me. “I know Vegas will be a little bit of a test of my sobriety, but I’m up for it.”
“I know you are.” I peck his lips once more before leaning back again.
“Hey, you know what?” A slow, sweet smile creeps over Madden’s lips and lights his eyes.
“What, sweetheart?” I ask, reaching out and stroking my thumb along his jaw.
“We’re going to be married in a week. You’re going to be my husband, and we’re going to live happily ever after.”
My heart flutters and flips. How did I get so lucky to find this man? Sure, the beginning of our fairytale was more than a little rocky. But he’s everything I ever dreamed of and more.
“Damn right, we are. We’re going to be so happy it’s going to make other people sick. And we’re going to have babies and adopt babies, and then we’ll get all old and gray together and die on the same day.”
“If those aren’t your vows, I’m going to be pissed.”
I chuckle and kiss Madden on the cheek. Then I pull him against my shoulder, so he can rest before our crazy weekend.