Page 4 of Arrogant Arrival

The one standing across from her smirks. “A layover in Vegas, what trouble could we possibly get into? Can you say strip clubs?”

“Oh my God, you wouldn’t?” Her smile stretches a little more right before she buries her face in her hands. “Oh, you definitely would, you trollop.”

They all three burst into fits of giggles, and I can’t help but nod in agreement. Thatdoessound like a good time. The other two make their exit, leaving the beauty sitting alone. I know I should keep my mouth shut, but it’s not in my nature to be silent.

“Rough flight?”

She looks up and I’m floored by those gorgeous, big brown eyes. I take a moment to examine the beauty before me—no, more like complete knockout. Her lips are slightly full, midnight black hair, sharp cheekbones, and beautiful golden skin. She has a long, slender neck and dainty fingers. Her eyes are so dark, but there’s a fire burning behind them. Her face appears so stern, but I can see through her mask. She’s hurting. She needs to laugh, let loose, most assuredly get laid.

“I don’t know. Ever been asked by someone to have a threesome?” I tilt my head and raise my eyebrows.I mean…before I can answer, she continues. “With an older manand his wife?”

“Oh…this happened whileinflight?” I can’t help but grin as I ask. She purses her lips and nods. “That’s one kinky mile high club you’re involved in. What airline is this? I may need to change my flight.”

She gives a half-hearted chuckle. “Well, to be honest, I said they offered. I didn’t say I obliged.”

“That’s funny.” When she continues to frown, I sigh. “C’mon. You’re not letting one pervy couple get you down.”

“Technically, I don’t know if the wife was game. She was asleep.”

“So you asked if you could get him anything and he…”

“Basically, yeah. With his wife’s head asleep on his shoulder. Zero shame in his game, I guess.”

“Can you blame a guy for fantasizing? I shrug and take a bite of my burger.

“You know what, I’m done. I can see right now what kind of guy you are.” She goes back to focusing on her food. It was a joke. This woman is wound up way too tight. The overwhelming need to do something about this has me picking up my plate of food and milkshake and going over to her table. Her eyes widened as I sit across from her and slurp my milkshake. She scoffs and holds her hand out. “Yes, by all means, please join me after I said I was done speaking with you.”

“I take offense at that little remark. But since you asked so nicely.” I take a long slurp from my straw. “I believe everyone deserves a second chance at redemption, so here’s me giving you yours.” I wink.

“You’re too kind.” She deadpans.

“I know.” I take my straw and stir my milkshake, ignoring her obvious sarcasm while doing my damndest to try and make her smile. I wiggle my eyebrows and smirk.

“And humble.” She mocks surprise.

“I won’t argue that. Next, are you going to say handsome?”

“Nope.” She says that while popping the P for emphasis. “I’d planned on skipping right over that lil’ gem and diving straight into arrogant,” she clips.

“Hey!” I sit up straighter, my hand across my chest as I feign hurt.

“Are you going to arguethatassessment?” She smirks. It’s not the genuine smile I was going for, but it’s definitely a genuine smirk. And fuck me, do I love it.

“Nope. But I most certainly don’t have to like it. By the way, when’s your next flight?”

“In two hours.” She goes back to eating her salad, and I can’t help but admire how her lips wrap around her fork.

“Fate is on your side, then.” I pick up my burger and smile widely at her before I take a bite and say, “My flight doesn’t leave for another two-and-a-half hours so I’m all yours.”

“You’re right. Fate is most assuredly on my side. That extra half hour means that we’re not on the same flight. I couldn’t imagine what I’d have had to do in a previous life to get two shitty flights back to back.”

“Ouch.” I chuckle. “You definitely don’t hold back, huh?” I like this woman. She’s feisty. But she’s clearly still upset, and I’m thinking it’s not because of anything I’ve said or done. “I was just thinking… you’re clearly upset over something bigger than just a guy propositioning you. I mean, let’s be honest, you’re gorgeous. This can’t be the first time, and it won’t be the last. In fact, I bet you’ll be propositioned again real soon.” I give her a crooked smile, still trying to get a smile out of her.

“Real soon?” She fights back a smile.Almost. I see her fighting it.

I lean back in my chair and grin. Lowering my voice, I promise. “Real soon.”

“Well, if I didn’t accept that one, it’s not likely I’m going to accept the next one.”

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