Chapter 80

Chapter 80

Okay, I don't regret it anymore.

I practically launch myself into the jet, barely resisting the urge to sprint from one end to the other like a lunatic.

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The sheer size of it is enough to make my jaw unhinge. Private jets are supposed be small, right? Cozy? This thing could probably house an entire village and still have room for an in-flight spa.

"Are you seriously just standing there?" I whip around to glare at Enoch, who is leaning against the entrance, watching me with that lazy, amused smirk that makes me want to both slap him and kiss him senseless.

He lifts a brow. "I'm enjoying the show."

"Unbelievable," I mutter, turning back to the sheer insanity that is his jet. There's an actual lounge area. Plush leather seats, a bar that looks like it belongs in a five-star hotel, and-holy shit.

I yank open the fridge, expecting the usual sad airplane food, maybe some bottled water if I'm lucky. Instead, I'm greeted with an array of gourmet snacks, high-end champagne, and what has to be the most luxurious case of ice cream I've ever

seen.

I stare at it for a solid five seconds before turning to Enoch. "What the fuck is this?"

"A fridge," he answers dryly, stepping closer.

I gesture wildly. "No, this-this is rich people nonsense. Who the hell has a

selection of imported ice cream flavors on their jet?"

He hums, now directly behind me. "People who like ice cream?"

"Ugh," I groan, still not over it. "This is insane. You're insane."

I'm reaching for one of the tubs when a pair of strong arms wrap around my waist, yanking me back against a very solid, very warm body. A familiar one.

"Okay, that's enough exploring," Enoch mutters into my ear, his voice low and rough. "I require your attention."

I huff, still staring at the fridge. "I just need to process the fact that your freezer section is worth more than my entire life savings."

He buries his face in my neck, inhaling deeply, his grip on me tightening. "Taryn."

A shiver skates down my spine at the way he says my name-gritted, needy, full of that dangerous possessiveness that always,threatens to undo me. I exhale sharply. "Yeah?"

"Look at me."

I turn in his hold, my hands instinctively finding his chest, feeling the steady, heavy beat of his heart. His eyes burn into mine, dark forest and laced with something heady, something that makes my stomach flip.

My fingers skim up, tracing the sharp line of his jaw, feeling the faint stubble there. "You need to shave."

"You need to stop ignoring me." His hands slide lower, gripping my waist, thumbs stroking over my skin through my shirt.

I grin, dragging my nails lightly through his hair, watching his eyelids droop slightly

at the sensation. "I'll give you all the attention you want when we land."

His eyes narrow slightly, his hold on me tightening. "No."

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I blink. "No?"

Enoch grips the back of my neck and crashes his mouth to mine,

knocked out of my lungs, my body pressed flush against his as his lips move against mine, firm and demanding, It takes me a second to catch up, but

sending a sharp jolt of heat

noise in the back of my throat, half protest, half encouragement, because this is absolutely

finally break apart, we're both breathing heavily, foreheads resting against each other, his grip on me still possessive, still

this vacation," he murmurs,

can fire back some witty remark, he hauls me up and over his shoulder like I weigh nothing,

laughing as I pound my

resting dangerously close to my

cream later,

www

www

second my feet hit the stairs of the jet, I forget

like someone snatched a piece of paradise out of

clearest, bluest water I have ever seen stretches out before me, so pristine it looks fake. The scent of salt and fresh greenery clings to the breeze, and the soft hum

"Holy shit."

to Enoch, who's stepped out behind me, hands in his pockets, watching me like I'm the sight to

beautiful,” I breathe, my gaze flicking between him and

brow raises,

you kidding? I'm in love." I spin in place, arms outstretched as the warm

the edge of the stairs, reeling me back against his chest. "I'd rather

my face still lit with excitement.

grip tightens slightly. "I'd burn the whole fucking ocean

my cheeks, and suddenly, I don't trust myself to speak. Instead, I turn and make a break for it, rushing down the last steps and toward the villa where we're staying. The pathway is lined with glowing lanterns, the scent of tropical flowers thick in the air. The excitement in my chest bubbles over

with an ocean view. A massive bed draped in soft, white linens. A bathroom with

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shower. A balcony overlooking the water.

inviting Cozy Like

pockets

"You like it?"

him, jaw still unhinged from the sheer opulence of

something in his eyes softens.

me, but I shake it off and move toward my suitcase. "We have to go swimming," I announce, unzipping

my fingers brush against

My stomach drops.

as reality

my laptop for fun. I brought it because

supposed to be

shadow falls over

casual, but there's an edge

knows the answer. He can

and plaster on a smile before glancing

obviously.

let all

not a lie. Not

fully convinced. He doesn't press, though, and I don't give him the chance. I grab my bikini,

to step past him, but his hand

tracks. "No."

I blink. "No?"

his

"I'm going to do

air shifts. My pulse

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