Chapter Thirty-Seven
Mikayla
“Um—when you said you found a flight to Seattle, you didn’t mention that we were flying on a private jet!” I say as we walk up the steps of the jet.
I turn around and look at him, shocked at the size of the plane. Caine just gives me a sly smile and smacks my butt.
My hands shake as I hold the railing. My eyes scan the doorway, and they widen in shock at what I see.
Caine takes my hand in his, kissing the top as we walk to our seats. Jack takes the seat across from me.
“You really scored in the boyfriend department,” Jack says, waggling his brows as we sit back.
We were raised in a fairly affluent community. But a private jet? That was never an option for my family. We hardly wanted for anything. I thought we were wealthy. I mean, I don’t even have student loans. But a private plane?
Fuck my life. This is too much! It’s kind of overwhelming. Those earlier anxieties about our financial situation… they’re rearing their ugly head.
“Stop,” Caine says, taking my hand again.
I turn and look up at him, and the man winks at me.
“Seriously?” I ask incredulously. How can he be so blasé about this?
“Do you love me?”
“Of course!”
“Then again, it doesn’t matter,” he says. “Let it go.” He says it so slowly but firmly that it’s annoying.
“That’s what she said,” my brother blurts, and I can’t help but giggle.
The unmistakable scent of new leather hangs in the air. I take it all in. Wood-paneled finishes, light grey leather seats. This plane is no joke.
“Hello, Mr. Montgomery,” a flight attendant says as we put our seat belts on. “I’m April. I’ll be assisting you today. Can I get you anything?” she asks, not paying me any attention at all. I swear she’s drooling over him!
Hello bitch!
Okay, she’s not actually drooling, but fuck!
Jack has the audacity to chuckle!
Caine doesn’t even notice anything. He just continues to hold my hand, linking his fingers through mine.
“I’ll have a black coffee. Sweetheart, what do you want?” he asks, looking at me.
I want April to stop eye-fucking my boyfriend. “I’ll take a coffee with cream and sugar, please, and a water,” I say, keeping my other thoughts to myself.
Then April looks at my brother. He just raises his brows and smirks. “I’ll have the same as my sister.”
It’s only then that April seems to notice me. “And you’re having?”
“Seriously?” I ask indignantly.
“For fuck’s sake,” Caine mutters.
I jerk my head in his direction, shocked by his words. I guess he has been paying attention.
April’s brows raise, and she turns a dark shade of scarlet. “I apologize,” she says… to Caine.
“Just get us all coffees. Bring cream and sugar and waters.”
April nods and walks away.
“Must be difficult being you,” Jack says.
“Fuck off,” Caine replies with a laugh.
I won’t lie, that makes me giggle again.
“Do you own this?” I ask quietly.
“No, it’s a rental,” Caine says. “We needed to leave, and I have access to a fleet of private jets.”
“A fleet?” I ask, my jaw on the floor.
The rest of the flight to Seattle goes much smoother now that April knows Caine isn’t available. As far as I’m concerned, she can just go fuck right off.
My leg bounces as I sit and wait for my coffee. All the negative thoughts I could be thinking swirl in my mind. What am I going to be walking into? Will I even have a room to clean out? I want some of my dad’s things. Will there be anything left of him in the house?
“It’s gonna be fine,” Jack states calmly.
The look on his face tells me he isn’t sure, but I love him even more for trying.
I take a deep breath and nod my head. “I hope so. Are you okay?”
“I’m worried, but I’m glad we’re doing this together.”
I reach out and take his hand. “Thank you,” I say. “I’m grateful for you.”