He could hardly wait for this weekend to start. Even though they’d booked two separate rooms for them, that wasn’t happening, though they planned to make the most of both beds.

Once on the plane, Charlee snuggled up next to Hector. All three of them sat in the same row with Charlee in between him and Walter. Hector rubbed her leg openly. Any consideration for Walter’s feelings was long gone. Walter had Natalie, and Charlee’s feelings came first now. It still bothered him that, even for a minute, she’d think him capable of being as shady as that ass**le that had done her so wrong. Though the fact that he and this guy did have something in common made him sick. They’d both stood idly by and watched without speaking up as their idiot friends picked on a weaker kid.

Hector pushed the thought aside and tried to focus on something more pleasant—Charlee’s libido. As much as he wanted to reassure her that what she’d shared with him about her rabid sexual appetite was nothing compared to some of the real freaks he’d been with or heard the guys at the gym talk about, he wasn’t going there. Being open and honest was one thing. Sharing about past conquests was quite another. Even if Charlee had ex-boyfriends or experiences with other guys, he had no desire to hear about the details. Just hearing about her feelings for Danny had been grating enough. He was certain she didn’t need to hear the details of his previous relations with girls, even if they would make her see she wasn’t nearly as freaky as she thought she was.

Still, she was just freaky enough to make him one happy guy. He didn’t think it could get any better than this. He now had a girlfriend that craved sex just as much as he did.

Their flight was a late one and over five hours. Normally Hector would’ve been dreading such a long flight. He was used to the short ones to Vegas and Big Bear and into Hermosillo where his grandmother lived, but five hours sitting next to Charlee, after not having seen her yesterday, sounded like heaven now.

This entire week had been crazy. Between things moving so fast with him and Charlee and then moving all week, he hadn’t really had a chance to think about it. It dawned on him now that he could finally put some thought into this trip. “Aren’t we going to be close your hometown?”

She leaned her head against his shoulder and nodded. “Less than an hour.”

“Are you gonna try and get together with your mom or anything?” Without looking up or even answering, she simply shook her head. “Why not?”

“She’s working all weekend,” she said then yawned. “Twelve-hour shifts and then sleeping. Besides I don’t think I’ll have time.”

That seemed odd. Here Charlee had mentioned she hadn’t been back once since she’d moved out here, and now she’d be less than an hour from home, and she didn’t want to stop in and visit? Frowning, he figured she wasn’t anxious to revisit all the shit she’d been through or to run into any of those ass**les in her small town that labeled her a freak. Squeezing his hand into a fist, he kissed the top of her head.

She didn’t say anything else for a while, and when he looked down he saw she’d dozed off. He must’ve dozed off soon after that, because the next thing he knew, he woke up to the usual erection he always woke to, only this time Charlee’s hand was wrapped around it, stroking him under a towel she’d thrown over him.

With her free hand, she covered his mouth as his eyes flew open, and she smiled that wicked smile that turned him on so much. For a moment, he considered protesting but instead let his head fall back as the pleasure of it was just too much. He did glance over at Walter, who was fast asleep next to Charlee. Charlee lifted her finger to her mouth with that same smile that drove him nuts and continued to stroke him. Okay, maybe she was a little freaky, but he certainly wasn’t going to complain.

The cabin lights were all off and it was dim enough, but he wasn’t sure how he’d get through this without making a sound. Already he was beginning to squirm, feeling the buildup. Not able to stand it, he brought his hand around the back of Charlee’s neck and kissed her long and hard then froze when he thought he felt Walter move.

Looking over Charlee’s shoulder, he could see Walter was still fast asleep. Charlee hadn’t even flinched, continuing to stroke him until his toes were practically curling. He was too close now, and he didn’t want to make a mess. “Do you have tissue?” he whispered, panicking because he could already tell this was going to be a messier than usual.

“Use the towel,” she whispered in his ear, and as if he needed her to, she sped up the stroking.

Clasping the towel around himself, he held in the groan he wanted so badly to let out as he came epically in the towel. He squeezed his eyes shut, pushing his head back into the back of his seat, feeling any strength in his legs drain completely. Charlee leaned her head against his chest as her finger grazed the tip of the very tender area then pulled her hand out from under the towel.

Hector opened his eyes and smiled at her, his heart pounding so hard he was sure she could hear it and gave her the most pleading look he could. He couldn’t take her touching it again even for another second. With that smile that was going to be the death of him, she brought the finger to her lips and licked it clean.

Immediately, he squeezed his eyes shut again, and she fell into his chest, muffling her giggling. “Shhh,” he urged, putting his free arm around her.

Walter shifted in his seat but didn’t wake. “Did I mention today how much I love you?” he whispered in her ear. Charlee nodded but didn’t pull away from his chest. “Well, let me just say it again,” he whispered even lower this time. “I love my freaky little girlfriend.”