work done. Let’s go in the back.”
“If we go in the back the only work you’re getting done is on my lap, Li.”
“Dream on.”
“Want to bet?” Nick dropped into the aisle seat and dragged her against him, his face in her chest. He grinned up at Lila, seeing nothing but her. He curled one arm around and under her smart pink business jacket. Even in Vegas Lila dressed like the corporate shark she was.
Instead of putting him in his place, she cupped his face. “Didn’t you get enough this morning?” she asked on a voice that barely traveled.
But of course since she was literally two rows behind them, Chloe heard the rare husky voice loud and clear.
The pang hit Chloe low. It wasn’t like she had any lingering feelings for Nick, but he’d definitely never looked or talked to her like that. Everyone in the Oblivion family seemed to have found the perfect soulmate.
She didn’t even believe in soulmates, but there was no way to deny it on this plane.
Especially when each of the couples still acted like it was Spring Break Hedonism version well into their marriages. Yeesh, all over each other didn’t cover it.
Simon and Margo, followed by a laughing Gray and Jazz boarded a moment later. Lila looked over at the group of them. Nick reached up and turned her face back to him. “What’s up?”
“Nothing.”
He hauled her down and moved over a seat. “You are a superiorly awful liar, babe.”
Lila elbowed him. “It’s nothing.” She seemed to be craning her neck.
“What?”
“Have you seen Chloe yet? Or her brood.”
“Brood?” Nick laced their fingers. “They’re not that bad.”
“That tall one is really loud.”
Chloe opened up her mouth to tell Lila off. Sure Jinx was loud, but they’d been leaving to go to freaking Vegas. It wasn’t like they were just going to sit stoically on this luxury airline and not get excited.
Nick snorted. “So am I.”
Yeah he was. Chloe crossed her arms. She didn’t really want to listen in on this conversation any longer. It was one thing to know Lila didn’t like her, but she really didn’t need a play-by-play about just how much.
Lila sighed. “They’re fine. I’d like to get into the air and get home.”
Nick brushed an absent kiss at her temple. “Janice said that everyone was aboard.”
She slumped back in her seat. “Good. I just want to get home and figure all this mess out.”
Mess?
Did she know?
Chloe bit the corner of her thumbnail.
“Why, what’s up? All the shows went off without a hitch. Including our noobs. According to our special unicorn of madcap media the YouTubers have been doing whatever it is that YouTubers do.”
Lila brushed the back of her knuckles over Nick’s angular jawline. “It’s quite endearing how clueless you are about the internet, yet I can quiz you about a Les Paul from 1967 and you’ll know how many were made.”
“Not many. They had a lull that year. Now ’68—”
She held a finger over his mouth. “See?”
He took her hand away from his mouth and smoothed his thumb over her palm. “So what’s the big deal? You’re not going to make me dig it out of that hot and very confusing brain are you?”
“Michael did something so stupid I can’t even…I actually have no words.”
“Should I buy a lottery ticket or something? That just doesn’t happen.”
She punched him in the arm. “I’m being serious.”
Nick sighed. “I know. That’s why I’m doing this husband shit. You know I don’t really care what that kid does.”
“You don’t care what anyone does.”
“Damn right. I am a house of four and sometimes when I’m feeling generous I count the people in my band. Right now, nope. Don’t give two flying fucks. I’m tired and I miss my girls.”
Chloe swallowed. It felt too intimate to listen to them, but at the same time she wanted to know what the deal was. What did Lila know about Michael? Was it band stuff because she was their manager? Or was it their crazytown wedding?
Lila rested her head on his shoulder. “Me too. I’m not used to being away from them for this long. And I’m not going to get to relax with them.”
“Why the hell not? It’s Sunday. You can play Superwoman on Monday.”
“Yes, well my idiot step-son got himself married last night, so I have to figure out what the hell to do about that.”
“Married? To who?” She didn’t answer. “Li. Who the fuck did he marry? Some tramp looking for a full ride? Is that what has