Page 442 of Rock Me All Night
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He gets into his boxers and jeans and checks his phone. "Two hours until departure."
"Did you have anything to do with the flight getting delayed?"
"If I could feel anything but satisfaction, I'd be hurt," he teases.
"Got rid of Drew and got us a few hours alone."
"I wish I had." He pulls his t-shirt over his head. "But that was sheer luck."
I re-button my blouse and get into my panties.
Tom taps a few things into his phone. He slides the device into his pocket and helps me up. "Come on. There's a lot to talk about."
I nod.
"And a lot I want to do to you on the way to the airport."
