Why Colin?” I ask Aaron. I can’t not ask it. Maybe it’s my nerves or maybe it’s the silence. I am sorry that he starts awake.
“I like him.” He grins. “You have to admit he has a very cute arse.”
I sigh. “Why not me? Or Max?”
Aaron turns his head and looks at me. “I don’t know much about what is going on, but I have read enough paranormal horror to know that there is always a connection between the vampire and victim.”
“We are not…”
He holds a hand out to stop me. “Maybe not, but it’s all I had for a reference.” He then gives a smug grin. “I was right too.”
I sigh. “Why not connect with me or Max then?”
“Because you are already connected and I find you attractive. It could get… complicated.”
I guess I can understand that. But I wish he had chosen anyone else but Colin. I’m still not certain I trust him. It’s almost as if he is hiding something.
Aaron is studying me. “He likes you.”
“Colin. But not in the way you imagine.”
“What do you mean?”
“Colin doesn’t lust after you.”
I blink. Part of me is shocked and the other part kind of knew. “Does that put you in an awkward position?”
He smiles, a huge face splitting grin and leans close. “No… And I still lust after you.”
I know my eyes have gone wide, because of his words but also, now he is this close, I can scent him. He has an earthy smell of cinnamon and freshly dug earth. It is distracting. I must smell good to him as well, because he has leaned further in and closed his eyes. It ought to remind me of a dog scenting the air, but it doesn’t.
Behind Aaron there is a cough. We break apart and I see Colin looking at us with a grin. Max is there and is eyes are thunderous.
“I asked you to distract her…,” he grinds out in a low tone.
“I was,” Aaron says, not sounding the least bit flustered.
“By talking to her…” Max is definitely angry.
“Oh shush,” Colin says. “I think it’s hot.”
I roll my eyes. Max turns his thunderous gaze on Colin who starts to laugh. “You face is a picture!” I can’t help but smile. As does Aaron.
Conor arrives carrying a bag full of water and he laughs, although he has no idea why.
“Now,” Colin says, getting himself under control. “Can we get out of here?”
Aaron nods, gives my hand a squeeze and leaves the passenger section. Max takes his place. He scowls, but I can see that his eyes have softened. “You like me?”
I say nothing for a moment and he looks away. Max always seems so strong, I never thought he might feel vulnerable.
“Yes,” I say and at the same time I lean forward and hug his arm to me. “A lot.”
I have a sneaky suspicion that it is even more than that, but I can’t bring myself to say the word. I can’t even think it.
Max slowly relaxes and he places his hand over mine.
Outside I can hear shouting. Aaron is in the pilot’s seat and watching Colin and Conor argue.
“What’s going on,” I ask.
“Arguing who gets shotgun,” Aaron says.
“Well, it isn’t Conor,” I cry, thinking of the danger and the switches in easy hand distance.
I reach for my belt, so I can sort it out when Max gets up. “I’ll go.”
Once he turns up, Conor falls silent. The next minute he is being buckled next to me. He has a scowl on his face and is pouting.
“Don’t be mad,” I say. “At least you get a window seat.”
He looks and gives a small smile. Max settles next to me and Colin closes the door. I take a deep breath. I’ve got this.
Max takes my hand and as Colin settles in the cockpit and the engine purrs to life I close my eyes. I feel as someone slips headphones over my ears and I’m glad for the reduction in noise. I hope Conor has some, but at this moment I can’t look. My heart beats fast and I try desperately to relax.
When we take off I feel my body forced into the ground. It becomes heavier. Max has hold of one hand and Conor has the other.
“Ladies and gentlemen, and Colin. We are on our way to Cardiff and the flight will take just over an hour. I’m afraid there are no flight attendants due to them becoming blood sucking, flesh eating, zombie vampires, so there will be no refreshments served. Please feel free to open your eyes but keep yourselves strapped in. I’ll keep this ride as smooth as I can.”
I can’t help but smile, even if it is on the inside as the whole of my being is trying to push the fear away. This is going to be a long flight…