Page 5 of Mile High Addiction

As usual, any thoughts of how his life had changed over the past six years made his jaw clench with anger and sorrow.

If he’d known that this stopover would clash with one of his Indigo Lounge flights, he’d have made other arrangements and placed himself very far away from harsh reminders of the past.

What the hell, he was here now.

That he normally did the guest vetting from the comfort of his San Francisco home office was neither here nor there.The stopover from London to refuel his jet was taking longer than expected.Working while he waited helped contain the restlessness that continued to prowl inside him.

He tried to get his brain back to work mode.So far he’d gone through the info on all the passengers boarding his plane except one.

As far as he’d been able to determine, the band members were clean.No evidence of drug use or excessive drinking.The other six parties travelling on this Indigo Lounge experience had been equally vetted.He tracked the band members to the front desk, watched them flirt with the receptionist.

Boredom escalating, his gaze returned to his papers.There was only one unknown quantity.

Bethany Green.The wild card.

Her invitation had been issued late, but so far the preliminary background check was clean.

He was about to flip over to the photograph page when a flash of yellow caught his attention.

She stood framed in the doorway of his building, two large weekenders clutched in her hand and an oversized purse slung over one shoulder.

Long dark hair spilled in rich waves around her bare shoulders and over her arms.Zach couldn’t immediately see her face against the sunlit backdrop, but what he saw of her body made his breath catch as something flickered awake inside him.

The way she held herself intrigued him; slightly unsure but poised on the threshold, as if talking herself into taking the next step.In his world, women reveled in being ball-breakers, strove to show no weakness in his presence in hopes of impressing him.

Seeing a woman who recognized her vulnerability and struggled to own it was oddly captivating.He stood and walked to the window, surprised by how much he wanted to see this woman.

The wind caught and flattened her short dress against long, sexy bare legs, legs that seemed to go on forever before they curved to embrace rounded hips and a firm, flat stomach.

Zach’s cock jerked, stunning the hell out of him with a hunger his jaded existence hadn’t allowed him in a very long time.When his gaze reached her breasts, he let out a growl and realized his fingers were braced against the glass, his head almost touching it as he strained to see her face.

But she remained in shadow, poised on the threshold of the building, undecided whether to step in or bolt.

Come in.

He realized he’d whispered the words and froze, a touch of confusion making him frown.As he watched, her head cocked to the side, one hand lifting to brush her long, luxurious hair off her face.And still he couldn’t see her.

But with her hair out of the way, he caught sight of a sleek neck, smooth skin.

The hunger grew, slammed inside him like a living thing.His cock, now fully awake, demanded action.Action it hadn’t seen in weeks because even the thought of sex had bored him to distraction.Until now.

He breathed in deeply, every nerve in his body straining to see her fully.

Come in!

She continued to play with her hair, holding it back from her face.He grew harder, nearly dizzy with the force of his erection.

Finally, she stepped forward.

Zach’s breath blew out of his body when he saw her face.Sensation hit him with the strength of a force-five hurricane.Her features were luscious; her pink mouth full and deliciously curved as if created for kisses…hiskisses.High cheekbones and a pert nose completed the gorgeous tableau, and he watched with unwavering attention as she entered his domain.

With each step she took, he felt a powerful charge go through him.By the time she was directly below him, his fist was clenched against the glass, his emotions and his body both on fire.

She glanced up directly at him, but of course, she couldn’t see him through the one-way mirrored glass.At that angle, her face was even more stunning, her clear blue eyes shining with a mixture of excitement and apprehension.

Zach wanted all her excitement and none of the apprehension.Hell, he wanted her, period.

No, “want” was too tame to describe the feelings coursing through him.The desperation churning inside him was as alien as it was forceful.He didn’t do spontaneous.Didn’t crave a woman on just seeing her.Nowadays, his girlfriends were carefully chosen, fully vetted.

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