Page 12 of Mile High Addiction

“Don’t I have a personal guide for that?”

“Why make do with an employee when you can have the boss man?”

“Maybe I don’t want the boss man.Maybe I find the boss man a little overwhelming,” she countered.

He grinned, his face once more transforming from intensely breathtaking to stop-your-heart charming.

In that moment, Bethany realized she wanted to see more of that smile.Not that the intense brooding looks didn’t have their benefits.It was just that she feared for her cardiac functionality if he kept up with that electrifying intensity.

“I’ll go slow, I promise.”

Somehow the husky entreaty didn’t allay her fears.But she found herself nodding all the same.

“Soooo?Have you had the tour yet?”Keely’s question pierced her thoughts.

As Bethany refocused, a small shiver went through her.“No.He’s coming to get me in five minutes.”A quick glance in the bathroom mirror showed the excitement in her eyes.Whirling, she made her way back into her small living room, all the while willing her pulse to slow.

It was just a tour of the plane, a part of the normal Indigo Lounge service.Nothing else.

Yeah, right.

“Remember I need photographic evidence.”

“I don’t think I’m allowed to take pictures of the plane’s interior.”

“Not of the plane, dummy.Of Mr.Sexy-And-Reclusive.”

“Oh.”Bethany frowned.“I can’t just take a picture of him, Keel.”

“Of course you can.You just have to wait until he’s passed out from you fucking his brains out.”

Bethany laughed then jumped when she heard the knock on her door.

“He’s here.I have to go,” she whispered, then cringed at the breathlessness in her voice.

“Go.Have fun.Don’t spend one second thinking of your sex-deprived friend.”

Bethany stopped with her hand on the door.“Right.Remind me again which of us has had more sex in the last month than the other’s had in the last year?”

Keely’s smug laugh rang in her ears.“Guilty!”

“If I didn’t love you so much, I’d want to kill you.”She blew a kiss down the line, hung up and opened her door.

Zach Savage leaned against the doorjamb, looking dangerously gorgeous.His angled body made the material of his T-shirt stretch sensuously over a sculpted chest and ripped stomach.Following the grooves and landscape of his body made her mouth dry.

Before she slipped from merely observing to downright ogling, she forced her gaze upward, then bit back a gasp when she met his stunning eyes again.

He quirked a brow, grey eyes scrutinizing her from head to toe before trapping her gaze.With that one single look, he made her whole body tingle wildly.

“Ready?”he asked.

Bethany was certain he was asking about more than just the tour.

Was she ready for whatever was in store for her?

You need to move on.Forget Chris-A-Hole and his newfound love of anal of the male variety.

She sucked in a breath, both to sooth the pain in her heart and to gird her loins.

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