I
understand.”
I look to Reese for confirmation and am taken
aback by the look of anger and irritation on his face.
“I haven’t decided exactly what you’ll be
doing yet,” he says tightly.
After a short, tense silence, Sig speaks
again and I look back at him, ignoring Reese and his fuming. “Well,
if you have down time, maybe you could teach me a few moves. You
know, some private instruction.”
The grin that Sig gives me makes his pick-up
line more adorably charming than offensive, so I laugh. “I don’t
give those kinds of dances.”
“Well, that’s a damn shame. But if you ever
change your mind, I’d be happy to lend you my lap or help you with
your costumes. You know, whatever you need. I’m a public servant at
heart.”
His wide, voracious smile draws another laugh
from me. “I get the impression that you’re quite incorrigible.”
“If that’s code for strong, protective, and
handsome as hell, then you couldn’t be more right.”
And so it goes with Sig. He has an answer for
everything and a totally charming way of turning all my comments
into sexual innuendos, which is both flattering and
entertaining.
He stimulates my laugh more than anyone or
anything has in years. Enjoying his company and his audacious
flirting is easy as pie, especially considering how virtually any interaction with Reese keeps me torn up in one way or
another. It’s no hardship on my part to let Sig dominate my time
and attention during the flight to the west coast.
But every time I sneak a glance at Reese,
which happens more often than I’d like or than I intend, I can’t
stop the equal parts of pleasure and pain that course through me.
At times, it’s like nothing has changed.
But everything has.
CHAPTER FIFTEEN- Reese
When another flight attendant makes her way
to me, I find it hard to keep my short temper in check.
“Would you like something else to drink, Mr.
Spencer?” she asks quietly.
“Not right now,” is my clipped reply.
She leans forward ever so slightly and drops
her voice a little lower. “Is there anything else I could get you
or do for you?”
I take my eyes off Kennedy’s profile long
enough to give the attendant my full attention. This one has flown
with me before. The jet is part of a timeshare between me, my
father and two other business associates with frequent travel
needs. The company that we use for flight crew knows that I have
specific requirements of the female attendants. My clientele like
all their staffing encounters to be visually pleasurable and the
company we use has always been accommodating. They are screened
thoroughly and regularly, just like all my club employees are, and
these women are young, beautiful and, occasionally, very willing to
go…above and beyond. Like this one.
I see the heat in her dark blue eyes. I see
the way she wets her lips and squeezes her breasts together for
maximum cleavage. She’s just as appealing as any girl I’d hire if I
had my pick. But not today. Today she’s just annoying. Today she’s
not what I want. Today she’s just not Kennedy.
“As…enjoyable as that sounds, I think I’m set
for the flight,” I tell her kindly.
She nods and straightens before moving back
through the cabin to ask the others if they’d like something to eat
or drink. My eyes shift to Kennedy again and I see that she’s
watching me. She’s not smiling at something Sig said or talking to
him like she’s known him forever. No, this time I’ve got her full attention. And she’s not laughing.
I give her a small nod before I turn my
attention to the view outside the window. I don’t even bother to
hide the smile that I suddenly feel like wearing.
Damn her, two can play that game.
I let my irritation dissolve into calm
determination. If there’s one thing that life has taught me, it’s
to never give up. If things aren’t going my way, I do something to
shift the tide. If the first answer is no, I keep trying until I
get the right one.
understand.”
I look to Reese for confirmation and am taken
aback by the look of anger and irritation on his face.
“I haven’t decided exactly what you’ll be
doing yet,” he says tightly.
After a short, tense silence, Sig speaks
again and I look back at him, ignoring Reese and his fuming. “Well,
if you have down time, maybe you could teach me a few moves. You
know, some private instruction.”
The grin that Sig gives me makes his pick-up
line more adorably charming than offensive, so I laugh. “I don’t
give those kinds of dances.”
“Well, that’s a damn shame. But if you ever
change your mind, I’d be happy to lend you my lap or help you with
your costumes. You know, whatever you need. I’m a public servant at
heart.”
His wide, voracious smile draws another laugh
from me. “I get the impression that you’re quite incorrigible.”
“If that’s code for strong, protective, and
handsome as hell, then you couldn’t be more right.”
And so it goes with Sig. He has an answer for
everything and a totally charming way of turning all my comments
into sexual innuendos, which is both flattering and
entertaining.
He stimulates my laugh more than anyone or
anything has in years. Enjoying his company and his audacious
flirting is easy as pie, especially considering how virtually any interaction with Reese keeps me torn up in one way or
another. It’s no hardship on my part to let Sig dominate my time
and attention during the flight to the west coast.
But every time I sneak a glance at Reese,
which happens more often than I’d like or than I intend, I can’t
stop the equal parts of pleasure and pain that course through me.
At times, it’s like nothing has changed.
But everything has.
CHAPTER FIFTEEN- Reese
When another flight attendant makes her way
to me, I find it hard to keep my short temper in check.
“Would you like something else to drink, Mr.
Spencer?” she asks quietly.
“Not right now,” is my clipped reply.
She leans forward ever so slightly and drops
her voice a little lower. “Is there anything else I could get you
or do for you?”
I take my eyes off Kennedy’s profile long
enough to give the attendant my full attention. This one has flown
with me before. The jet is part of a timeshare between me, my
father and two other business associates with frequent travel
needs. The company that we use for flight crew knows that I have
specific requirements of the female attendants. My clientele like
all their staffing encounters to be visually pleasurable and the
company we use has always been accommodating. They are screened
thoroughly and regularly, just like all my club employees are, and
these women are young, beautiful and, occasionally, very willing to
go…above and beyond. Like this one.
I see the heat in her dark blue eyes. I see
the way she wets her lips and squeezes her breasts together for
maximum cleavage. She’s just as appealing as any girl I’d hire if I
had my pick. But not today. Today she’s just annoying. Today she’s
not what I want. Today she’s just not Kennedy.
“As…enjoyable as that sounds, I think I’m set
for the flight,” I tell her kindly.
She nods and straightens before moving back
through the cabin to ask the others if they’d like something to eat
or drink. My eyes shift to Kennedy again and I see that she’s
watching me. She’s not smiling at something Sig said or talking to
him like she’s known him forever. No, this time I’ve got her full attention. And she’s not laughing.
I give her a small nod before I turn my
attention to the view outside the window. I don’t even bother to
hide the smile that I suddenly feel like wearing.
Damn her, two can play that game.
I let my irritation dissolve into calm
determination. If there’s one thing that life has taught me, it’s
to never give up. If things aren’t going my way, I do something to
shift the tide. If the first answer is no, I keep trying until I
get the right one.
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