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His heartbeat pounded hard beneath her fingertips. Everything she had ever learned about men told her he was on edge.

He had agreed to her terms, yet he could so easily pick her up and carry her off to his bed.

There was nothing to stop him.

But something obviously did.

Gently but firmly, he removed her hand and stood.“Yeah. I have a plane to fly in the morning.”

He raised his arms in a stretch, then reached to help her up.

“Wheels up at eight tomorrow. We leave from here at seven.”

He made a move to go, then hesitated.

Don’t go.

“Sleep well, Eve.”

Chapter 8

Adam

He had to hit the gym.

Rolling back in his office chair, Adam reached to rub the stiff muscles at the back of his neck. He needed to pump some serious iron, and a sauna after sounded good too.

He’d been sitting here all day, and Homo sapiens wasn’t meant to waste away behind a desk.

Returning from a personal trip had been, as always, taxing. It would take forever to put a dent in the pile of items needing analysis, consideration, signature, or approval that his assistant had left on his desk. His gaze landed on the corner of one envelope sticking out of the middle of the pile. Round black-and-white logo.

US Department of Transportation

Federal Aviation Administration

He cursed under his breath. This couldn’t be good. A letter from the FAA never was.

NOTICE OF PROPOSED CERTIFICATE ACTION

Take notice, that this office has received an investigative report from which it appears that you violated the Federal Aviation Administration Regulations by reason of the following…

Shit. He’d thought that case was closed and settled. He thumbed through his contacts on his cell until he found the one he wanted. As always, it rang only twice.

“Larssen.”

“I know who you are,” he told his brother gruffly.

“I was just making sure. You haven’t called in weeks.” Ian’s voice was upbeat.“What’s up?”

“Up my ass. Just got another love note from the FAA.”

“Another one? Huh. Well, you know what they say: they’re not happy until you’re not happy.”

“You’re going to have to handle this since Lloyd is obviously incompetent.”

“When are you going to finally fire that dude?”

“Can’t. Mom would have my head.”

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