Page 69 of Make Us Yours
I release Ronnie’s hand to write properly on all their shirts or papers andtake pictures. Soon, we’re gathering a crowd of more people wanting some and congratulating us on our win. By the time it dies down and we’re doing the last pictures and signings, the girls have already returned with food and drinks for everyone.
I’m just taking the last picture with a woman who claims it’s for her son when two chicks walk up to me. When I look up at them, I notice they’re identical twins and seem oddly familiar.
“Hi, Gabe!” One waves. “Remember us?”
They’re both fluttering their fake lashes and sticking out their chests in my direction.Shit, I hate these moments.I feel like an ass for not remembering names, but when it’s only about sex, I don’t find it necessary to remember it.
“Umm…” I look them up and down, searching for something that might jog my memory. I catch sight of a tattoo along one of their wrists that reads‘Sh-elly’.And it clicks. “Shelly and Elly,” I say, hoping I’m right.
The other jumps on the spot, squishing her breasts between her arms as she offers me a huge pearly white smile. “YES! I told you he remembered us,” she tells her sister.
She comes closer and presses herself to my side, her hand running up and down my chest. “We’ve missed you.”
The other comes to do the same on my other side. “You should give us a call soon. We had so much fun last time, remember?” She leans in closer and licks my ear. “There are so many more tricks I want to show you.”
“All right, that’s enough,” I hear Ronnie say from behind me, seconds before I’m pulled back and out of their grasps. “He’s not interested.” She gives them the fakest, bitchiest smile I’ve ever seen her wear as she takes my hand and places it around her waist.
The twins watch us with wide eyes. “Oh,” one says. “We’re sorry, we didn’t know you had a girlfriend now.”
“Must be pretty recent.” The other offers Vixen a similar smile, then turns her gaze to Noah. “How about you, Noah? We haven’t forgotten about you either.” She winks.
Ronnie reaches out for Noah, who stands not far away, and grabs his hand, locking their fingers together. “Yeah, he’s not interested either, so why don’t you back off and go shove your fake tits in someone else’s face?”
The whole gang snickers behind us as the twins gasp, then turn on their heels with fuming expressions. “What a bitch!” one calls as they storm off.
Noah chuckles as I smile and turn to Ronnie. “I didn’t know you were so jealous,Vixen.” I kiss her cheek.
“Shut up and sit down,” she says with an angry look as she lets go of us and drops down in her seat. I take my seat beside her, and Noah takes her other side.
She folds her arms over her chest and scowls. “I can’t believe you remember their names,” she grumbles.
I laugh at how cute she looks all jealous and angry. “I didn’t. But there was a tattoo on her arm with their names written together. It was an easy guess.”
“Whatever,” she says but doesn’t look any less mad.
“Baby, you have no reason to be jealous. I had no intention of taking them up on their offer.” I lean in closer, whispering into her ear. “The only girl I plan on having from now on is you.”
She turns to look at me, her lips practically grazing mine. Her eyes pierce into mine for a moment, then drop down to my lips. “Good,” she whispers, then turns back to our friends, acting like she didn’t just have a mini jealousy fit in front of everyone.
“So, are the kids going to be okay on the plane?” she asks, looking from Cecilia to Emma.
“I think so. Gracie’s pretty used to flying now,” Emma tells her.
“Dante, too. He’s usually pretty calm on the plane. But we brought toys and snacks just in case. We also have some things to help them sleep if they get too fussy. It’s a pretty long flight, so I would expect them to get annoyed at some point,” Cecilia says, leaning against her husband.
She’s right about that. Originally, we had planned on renting a yacht and traveling to a nearby destination. But then the girls got a little carried away, and we ended up with a whole island reserved just for us.
Which now means we have an ungodly number of hours sitting on a cramped plane. Starting off with a six-hour flight to LA, then a three-hour layover there, before boarding our next flight for a total of eleven hours to Nadi International Airport. Where we’ll then get on a much smaller plane for thirty minutes to Pacific Harbour and finish that with a thirty-five-minute speedboat ride to our private island.
Like I said, long ass travel plans. But it will totally be worth it if it means spending every single moment with my Vixen for the next two weeks.
NOAH
Veronica being jealous of those two girls took me by surprise. I never would have expected her to react that way, since she’s still claiming nothing is going on between us to our friends. Even though she’s being extremely touchy and kissy with us around them. But her little moment of jealousy pretty much clarified where we all stand. She’s ours, and we’re hers, even if she’s still living in denial.
Our first flight to Los Angeles went over smoothly, as well as the layover there. Now we’re on our overnight flight to Nadi, and everyone on board seems to be asleep, except for Veronica and me.
We’re watching a movie together on my tablet with her head rested on my shoulder. Gabe knocked out an hour ago with his AirPods in his ears after taking some medication to help him sleep.
