Friends With Benefits

Riley

We flew throughout the night, and Ethan barely moved through the whole event. Not even when we hit a pretty bad storm near the end of the trip. It was almost lunchtime the next day in Rio when we finally got off the plane. I'd never been so glad to see solid ground before. Not being someone who'd flown more than once in my life, I'd held it together pretty well through the whole ordeal. Having to help Ethan was almost a godsend. It kept my attention on him and not on my worries about being in the air for so long.

I'd tried to sound like a Billy-bad-ass with Deza the day before like dying on the plane was all part of the risk, and was no big deal. Truth be told, I was terrified and hiding it like I did everything else.

"It's beautiful here." Ethan moved up beside me, looking a little too pale still.

"Yeah. How are you?" I turned to face him and reached out to press the back of my fingers to his forehead. "You feel good."

"You ain't seen nothing yet, baby doll." He winked and turn