In the plane

Tim's face is a mask of embarrassment as he watches Beverly flirt with Brad. His mind races, trying to come up with a way to stop her without revealing their secret. He opens his mouth to protest, but nothing comes out. It's like she's enjoying every second of his discomfort, like it's some kind of twisted game to her. He feels his heart drop into his stomach as she calls him "Timmy," the nickname she's used to annoy him since they were kids. He clenches his fists, fighting the urge to drag her away from the counter. He knows he can't, though. Not here, not now. So he swallows his pride and takes the boarding pass Brad hands him, his eyes never leaving Beverly's smug expression. He's torn between anger and the strange, unwelcome arousal he feels watching her in Tracy's body. He's not sure how much more of this he can take.

Tim follows Beverly, his heart racing. She's enjoying this way too much, and he can't stand it anymore. As they board the plane, she takes the aisle seat in first class, her eyes sparkling with excitement. She leans over and whispers, "You know what, Timmy? Since you can't stop calling me 'Beverly' I think I'm going to introduce you to everyone as my brother." The malicious grin on her face makes it clear she's not joking.

The flight attendant gives them a curious look as they settle into their seats. Beverly, still using Tracy's voice, leans over to Tim and says loudly enough for the surrounding passengers to hear, "You know, Tim, it's so nice to have you with me on this trip. I just love spending time with my brother." She emphasizes 'brother' with a wink at a passing businessman, who gives Tim a sympathetic smile.

As the flight takes off, Beverly turns on her charm full blast. She orders drinks, flirts with the flight attendant, and flips through the in-flight magazine with an air of boredom that seems to scream 'entertain me.' She occasionally glances over at Tim, watching his reactions with a twisted satisfaction. When a handsome man in the seat across the aisle starts making small talk, she leans in, her breasts pressing against the armrest, and gives him a smile that's both sweet and predatory. Tim can see the interest flicker in the man's eyes, and it makes his stomach turn.

Tim tries to ignore the conversation, focusing on his in-flight magazine. But he can't help but listen as Beverly, using Tracy's voice, laughs at the man's jokes and touches his arm. It's like watching a horror movie where you know the killer is about to jump out, but you can't look away. He feels a strange mix of jealousy and anger, knowing that she's doing this just to get a rise out of him. He clears his throat, trying to remind her of their deal, but she just giggles and turns up the volume on the music playing through her earbuds.

Tim's eyes flick to the handsome man across the aisle, who is now fully engaged with Beverly's flirtations. His grip on the magazine tightens as he watches her lean in closer, her eyes sparkling with mischief. She laughs at something the man says, and Tim can see the attraction in the man's gaze. His own face feels hot with a mix of emotions—embarrassment, anger, and a confusing spark of arousal. He's torn between his love for Tracy and the burning desire to punch the guy in the face. He clears his throat again, louder this time. "Tracy," he says, his voice strained. "Could you maybe... tone it down a bit?"

Beverly doesn't acknowledge Tim's request. Instead, she giggles and turns to the man, placing a hand on his arm. "Oh, you're just too much," she says in Tracy's voice, her eyes sparkling with mischief. The man leans in closer, his eyes lingering on her cleavage. Tim's jaw clenches, and he can feel his heart racing. He tries to remind himself that she's his sister, but the way she's acting is pushing all of his buttons. She glances over at Tim, catching his eye, and then leans in closer to the man, whispering something in his ear that makes him laugh. The air around them crackles with tension, and Tim can't help but feel like he's losing control. He clears his throat again, more insistently this time. "Tracy," he says, his voice a warning.

Beverly, unfazed by Tim's attempt to interrupt, places a finger to her lips and gives him a playful shush. She winks at the man, who seems utterly captivated by her, and then leans back in her seat. She crosses her legs, the fabric of the dress riding up to expose more of her thigh than Tim has ever seen. "So," she says to the man, her voice a seductive purr, "what's a handsome guy like you doing on a flight to Hawaii?" She bites her lower lip, her eyes locked on his, and Tim can feel his stomach drop."and what's your name?" She grin and bite her lips

Beverly's hand lingers on the man's arm, her grip firm as she leans in closer to him. She asks for his name with a coy smile that seems to suck all the air out of the cabin. "Timmy here is just my overprotective brother," she says, her voice a sweet lie. "But I promise, I don't bite... hard." The man's eyes widen slightly, but the smile on his face doesn't waver. He introduces himself as Alex, and Tim can feel his cheeks burning as he listens to Beverly flirt shamelessly with this stranger using Tracy's voice. She asks about Alex's job, his hobbies, and his taste in music, her questions leading and flirtatious. Tim's eyes dart around the cabin, hoping no one else is paying attention to their conversation, but it seems like everyone within earshot is entranced by Beverly's charm.

Beverly, still playing the role of Tracy, laughs lightly at Alex's question about Tracy's favorite music. She runs her hand through her hair, which falls in waves around her shoulders, and says, "Oh, you know, I'm a sucker for those sappy love songs," her voice dripping with sarcasm. Tim's eyes widen as he realizes she's about to feed Alex a line of bull. "But in private," she whispers, leaning in closer, her breath hot against Tim's ear, "I love a good heavy metal jam session." She giggles, a sound that sends a chill down Tim's spine. Alex's eyebrows shoot up in surprise, but he plays along, asking for more details about Tracy's life. Beverly eagerly shares Tracy's personal information, each revelation a knife twisting in Tim's gut. Her eyes sparkle with excitement as she talks about Tracy's love for hiking and her secret tattoo, all the while keeping her hand on Alex's arm, stroking it gently.