Free More Than Friends: Follow up to FWB: Friends With Benefits by Leila Lacey Page A

she was looking to strap herself to. She was looking to attach her to a daddy that would bring in the upper seven figures so that she could “accidently” make him a daddy again and sit around on her designer ass for the rest of her life.
    “Oh. Well I couldn’t ,” Lynda said on a disgusted tone wiping her hand on her dress as if Jason had scratched his ass and shook her hand. “Well it was… interesting meeting you both,” she finished before sitting back in her seat.
    Shaking his head and laughing to himself, Jason returned his attention to JJ. “JJ , if you put your hand on that shade again, I promise I am going to spank you when we land, young man,” Jason said with all the sternness that he had ever used on JJ. JJ took his hands off the blinds hearing his dad’s ‘I mean business’ tone and said, “Yes sir.”
    “Daddy?” JJ said looking up at his dad.
    “Yes , JJ,” Jason said with his head back and eyes closed.
    “Where are we going?” he asked again. Taking a deep breath and looking at his watch , Jason realized they would be landing within the hour so he could tell his son now where he was going.
    “We , my, son are going to see Miss Brina,” Jason said to his son who immediately did what Jason knew he would do. His eyes became big as saucers and like every other excited five year old screamed, “MISS BRINA! I GOING TO SEE MISS BRINA?” at the same kicking the back of Lynda’s chair. This time, it was not so ok with her.
    “ Stewardess, Stewardess?” she said in a hostile tone waving her hand.
    When the flight attendant approached her seat , she said, “Yes Ma’am?” smiling. Lynda looked her up and down and said, “Don’t call me ‘ma’am.’ I think you are twice my age, aren’t you?” in the bitchiest tone Jason had ever heard.
    “How can I help you?” the flight attendant said removing the smile from her face.
    “Is there another seat that I can be moved to? When did this airline start allowing children in first class?” Lynda said. Ignoring the last part of her question, the flight attendant said, “I am sorry, ma’am, but first class is all booked and I will not ask another one of the passengers to inconvenience themselves for you. There are some empty seats in coach if you would like to move there.” She gave her a smile that spoke “Fuck you Bitch” in volumes.
    “COACH! ?” Lynda said, looking at her like she had asked her to sell her ass for the $50 it was worth Jason thought.
    “UGH. Never mind. Brin g me a double scotch right away,” she said waving her hand to dismiss her.
    The flight attendant looked at JJ and gave him two suckers, wings and a bag of chips before giving him a high-five, and patting Jason’s shoulder who was doing all he could not to double over in laughter.  Ten months ago, Jason would have had that Lynda woman in the bathroom with her ankles on his shoulders fucking her silly before she learned that he was just a Joe Schmo.  But not now and Jason knew that was because of Brina. Even without the sex, Brina was all he thought about some days, she was all he wanted to think about. Her strength, spirit, strength, tenacity, and sense of humor, selflessness, and host of other things made her the most amazing woman he had ever met. But with the sex, for him, she was the thing that raised the sun and set the moon. ‘WHAT? WAIT,’ Jason thought, popping his head up. ‘Did I just think that’? Schroeder, are you catching feelings for your best friend? Yeah, fool, you hopped on a plane with full price tickets and chased after her when a text or email would do and those are free’ his conscious said to him.
    ‘Ok, first things first; s ee Brina and figure out what the hell is going on with you. Then see a therapist because you and your mind just had a convo where you called yourself a retard.’
    Jason’s hand immediately started to sweat and his heart rate went up by fifty beats per minute. Raising his hand, he signaled for the flight