Enchanted (The Accidental Billionaires #4)(36)

Our flight home was way different from our journey to Cancún.

For one, Noah was sprawled out naked on the bed, and I was sitting cross-legged in front of him in one of the white bathrobes provided for the flight.

A moment ago, he’d basically just reached out a hand for the tray of food he’d asked for, hiding his nude body behind the door. He’d closed it the moment he had the food inside the bedroom, without a single word to the flight attendant.

The feast was now between us, and we were both eating like we’d been deprived for days.

“It’s Eli’s jet,” I told him right before I shoved some grapes into my mouth, chewed, and then swallowed. “I doubt that it’s anything she hasn’t experienced before. I didn’t even know this aircraft had a bedroom.”

The suite was hidden in the back. It had not only a bedroom but an attached bathroom as well.

He frowned. “Are you trying to say that my little sister has been in here with him?”

I snorted. “Seriously, Noah? I’ve seen Jade and Eli in town once or twice. They’re crazy about each other. Do you really think they haven’t been in here whenever they fly?”

“The bastard,” he said grumpily.

I was fairly certain that Jade participated with gusto, but I didn’t mention it. Obviously, the thought of his sister being with a guy was an unsavory thing for Noah to talk about. “They are married,” I pointed out.

“Doesn’t matter,” he said roughly. “She’s my baby sister.”

I laughed. “But you aren’t upset that this jet has a bedroom right now.”

He shot me a mischievous grin. “Not at all.”

We’d already made use of the room a couple of times since he’d hauled me back here. “So stop complaining.”

“Baby, I’m not complaining about anything right now.” His voice was low and contained a note of warning that sent a shiver of pleasure down my spine.

“Food.” I pointed at the half-empty tray.

We hadn’t come up for air very often during the last couple of days, so we were both starving.

He nodded. “Eat.”

I swallowed a bite of the sandwich I’d just started to devour. It made my heart ache every time I saw how nothing was more important to Noah than me having my needs met.

I had to wonder how many times Noah had sacrificed his own food for one of his brothers or sisters when they were younger.

He was like that. Noah would have let me eat the entire tray if he thought it would help me, and not touch a bite himself, even if he was hungry.

That was just the kind of guy Noah was. He sacrificed, and never thought it was something out of the ordinary.

I just hoped, when Noah found his forever woman, that she’d realize that about him, and make sure that he didn’t sacrifice his own needs too much.

“I’m done,” I told him. “I can’t eat another bite. Go for it.”

“You sure?” His eyes were doubtful. “We missed breakfast this morning.”

Skipping that meal hadn’t exactly been difficult, considering I’d been busy having one of the most extraordinary orgasms I’d ever experienced.

“Seriously. I’m stuffed.” I rubbed my stomach.

I smiled as I watched Noah tear into the rest of the food.

The man could definitely eat, and it made me happy just to watch him do it. I knew that Noah had never stopped to actually enjoy food, so I’d loved every moment of the trip when I could watch him try something different.

He wasn’t picky.

He was willing to try almost anything, provided it wasn’t alive and moving.

Noah set the empty tray aside on the small table next to the bed and reached for me. I collapsed at his side and put my head on his shoulder as he pulled me close.

I want to enjoy these last moments with him. Tuck them away inside my heart.

“I think I need to get my own jet,” he said thoughtfully. “I’d like to do some traveling.”

My heart skipped a beat. “You would? Where would you go?”

I didn’t want to get my hopes up that he might be willing to take a bunch of time off to make up for all of the years he’d spent every moment of his day taking care of others and working.

I wanted that for him, but that was something he needed to decide for himself.

“Australia.” His tone was introspective. “Europe. Africa.” He took a deep breath. “Hell, I’ve never seen anything other than Southern California.”

“I’ve never been to Australia or Africa. Not yet.”

“We’ll go together. Andie, I know we haven’t talked much about the future.”

“Let’s not,” I said hastily. “Let’s just focus on today.”

Please, don’t. I want to enjoy these last few hours.

“You don’t understand. I want to talk about it.” He sat up, taking me with him until we were face to face, his hands on my shoulders. “I want to plan things together. You’re the one who pulled me out of myself, made me want to finally have a life of my own. I want you with me.”

“Maybe we could plan a trip,” I said carefully.

I could do that, right? I took this one. One more wouldn’t hurt.

I wanted what Noah was offering with every ounce of my being, and my heart was bleeding because there were some things I just couldn’t offer him.