hed me, like a patient and

he top of my water to take a large gulp. All the while Madden w

row and I nearly c

saw we were at an airport. “We’re flying?” I wasn’t a great flyer. P

kind of a bitc

he limo slowed and then stopped, then a few seconds later, the door opened. Brigh

own, I took the offered hand and stepped out onto the runway. Madden was right behind me and

gs, Sir,” the man

nway waiting in front of us. The captain stood by a set of stairs

when you are. Beautiful weather all the way dow

raft and here I was about to get on a private jet. I half expected to wake up in my grubby hotel bed and find myself in the throe

on as Mark brings the

stepped on board, I froze. Holy shit. I thought the limo was fancy

ttery yellow leather that matched the fabric on a full sized sofa along the opposite side. The

long the entire l

inting through the dining room. “As soon as we reach cruis

oment to growl loudly a

his words, though he tilted his head to indicate my choice of seats. I sank down into the one facing the cockpit and

thought about the grimy coverlet on my bed in the little motel I was staying in, a

nk down o

m it would be perfect.” When he lifted an eyebrow I couldn’t

when he said that? I licked my suddenly dry lips. Would we be taking

at my waist. Joining the mile high club in this would be an experience for sure. A metallic click bro

ding there. She had on a red blazer and cream colored pants. Her hair was up in a very neat French twist. Her smil

didn’t even want

, Ms Kinsey. We’ll be ready for b

ul. Maybe he’d had her bent over that couch, her hands behind her back...I clenched my hands in my lap and tore my gaze away. It didn’t ma

his office available to him at any time, why wou

ad of us, so we should be in the air in just a few moments. Our cruising altitude today will be forty-one thousand feet and w

as the plane jerked forward.

metimes more depending o

a greater risk of crashing because you fly more. Are there parachut

s voice made it impossible to do anything but lift my gaze. I saw concern and c

glanced out the window. The runway wa

d. I looked at him again. “Do not look away,” he said. The plane’s engines revved higher

to skinny d

ead. “I’ve n

the feel of water against your bare skin. I think you’d quite like it.” He lifted my hand and I could only

e blinked. It was crazy, the way my body responded to his touch. He must have seen it too, because his nostrils flared and his free hand came to rest on my thig

armrest. The hand that had been snaking up my thigh fell away. His jaw c

a touch all it takes and you’re ready for any man?” His v