Protecting Their Princess: A Navy SEAL Reverse Harem Romance (The Why Choose Haremland) by Ajme Williams

Author:Ajme Williams [Williams, Ajme]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2022-09-29T16:00:00+00:00

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ETHAN

When Adrianne told us that she would have to travel to Australia to film the big action sequences for the Falconi movie, I didn’t expect to take a private jet, but after finding the barbwire-wrapped teddy bear on the front porch three days before we got the notice that on-location filming had been greenlit, I was grateful for the indulgence.

The jet’s interior was cream and a royal blue. There was a couch that looked at a television and regular seats for if we hit turbulence, and at the very end of the jet was a door that led to a small bedroom in the same color scheme. It was opulent, and as we boarded behind Adrianne, who had transformed herself into this Hollywood goddess for the flight, we looked like farmers escaped to the big city.

“Welcome!” the flight attendant said with a wide smile as we climbed aboard. “The bar is stocked with beverages and snacks, and I will be serving dinner in a few hours. If you need anything at all, please don’t hesitate to ask!”

Adrianne handed her some folded bills, a tip. “Thank you so much,” she said, oozing charm. Then, she looked back at us. “Come on and get settled.”

We put our carry-on bags in the overhead bins. The bigger luggage was being loaded below. Foster and Adrianne sat on the couch in the middle of the plane. Callan buckled himself into a seat. He was almost grey. “Callan, you all right?”

He looked at me, scowling. “I’m fine,” he said through gritted teeth.

But he wasn’t. Callan had been terrified of planes ever since he’d been forced to jump out of one during a sea rescue. A boat had capsized, and they were closer than the Coast Guard, so they’d sent us out in a helicopter, and Callan had to be physically booted from the copter to the turbulent water below. Since that mission, Callan had hated flying. Come to think of it, a commercial jet would have been slightly better for it because of its size.

“Is he going to be okay?” Adrianne asked as I settled into a seat that I could swivel to look at her and Foster.

“He’ll take a Dramamine and be fine,” Foster said. “He just may sleep for four hours or so.”

Adrianne’s nose wrinkled. “That can’t be healthy.”

“The bottle says it’s fine,” Callan said without turning around. He rustled around in his pocket, and I knew he’d found his meds. “Goodnight,” Callan called over his shoulder. “See you in Sydney.”

By the time we were ready for takeoff, Callan was passed out cold, head lolling against his chest. “Remind me if I’m ever having insomnia that Dramamine works better than any sleeping pill I’ve ever seen,” Adrianne said absently, staring at Callan in a mixture of wonder and horror. “Should we put him in the bedroom so that he’s comfortable?”

Foster and I both laughed. “Absolutely not,” I said. “He’s going to be out of it for the next few hours, at the very least. He won’t know whether he’s in a chair, a bed, or stretched across the floor.

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