Finish Line (Crash and Burn Book 3) by Emma B. Brooks

Finish Line (Crash and Burn Book 3) by Emma B. Brooks

Author:Emma B. Brooks [Brooks, Emma B.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: L & L Literary Services LLC
Published: 2024-07-05T00:00:00+00:00


Pounding echoes through the room.

“Wake up, assholes, we need to go!” Nick yells from the other side of the door.

“It’s our plane!” Mav shouts back, making me wince since his head is buried in my neck.

“I’m coming in. I don’t want to yell through the door,” Nick says.

“Come in,” I reply.

He opens the door and rubs his temple. I’ve never seen Nick drunk until last night. He likes to be in control. But damn, he’s a hoot when he’s drunk and relaxed.

“You own the plane, but we told them we would be there in an hour. It would be rude to be late. They have to file flight plans.” Logical Nick is back.

“Fine, we’ll get ready to leave.” Luke stretches his arms.

“Not until I have caffeine.” I push Cam. “Off. I need to pee.”

“Do I have to?” Cam whines.

I narrow my eyes at him and purse my lips before smiling sweetly. “Not if you don’t mind me peeing on you.”

He unwraps his arms from around my waist before he rolls toward Mav.

“No golden showers. Got it.” I leap off the bed, rushing to the bathroom, a round of male laughter following me.

I shower and dress in my travel clothes.

When I leave the bathroom, everyone is gone, so I finish packing.

All told, it takes us more than an hour to make it to the airport.

The plane we board is different from the one I came here on. It’s larger, with two pilots and a stewardess. She asks us if we want anything to drink, and we groan and say no thank you.

Once we reach altitude, Mav unbuckles me. “Follow me.”

We walk down a small hallway.

“I thought you might be more comfortable here. Your eyes are bloodshot, and if we want you to be more than a zombie, you should rest.”

Feeling undead, I wobble to the bed, arms out in front of me, then face-plant onto the soft sheets.

Mav laughs as he kicks off his shoes and climbs in bed. “Come on, baby.”

I’m tired, and sleeping in a bed rather than a chair is the better option, even if the seats are as comfortable as this luxurious plane boasts.

I kick off my shoes and climb up next to Mav, curling up against him and resting my head on his hard chest.



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