He couldn’t remember a time in his life when a woman had him this hot and bothered.
Angel dropped her foot away with a giggle. “Sorry, just trying out my seduction techniques. You know what they say, ‘practice makes perfect’.”
No, practice makes hard. Very hard.
Trey bit back a groan. They weren’t even to Vegas and he was already a goner. One look in Angel’s mischievously glinting eyes and he knew he was in big trouble.
* * *
Angie smiled as she watched Trey, taking in the spectacular view outside the plane’s window. He seemed almost mesmerized, not that she could blame him. She’d reacted the same way the first time she’d flown to Vegas.
She leaned across him for a quick glimpse of the landmark below. “That’s the Grand Canyon,” she announced with a smile.
“Pictures don’t do it justice.”
His aftershave drifted up to tease her senses. Unable to help herself she leaned in a little closer. Damn he smelled good. “No, they don’t.”
“Thanks for insisting I take the window seat.”
“Now you see why I did,” she said as she shared the incredible view with her best friend. The flight into Vegas, if Mother Nature was cooperating, was breathtaking. And today, thankfully, Mother Nature was feeling very agreeable. Not a cloud in the sky.
“I’ve been told that it was something to see, but I never imagined...” He blew out a breath that caressed the flesh at her neck.
The effect of it had Angie pulling away from the window and retreating back into her own seat. “There’s a lot of the world out there just waiting to be seen.” She turned to him. “Trey, I know how much your company means to you, but, and please don’t take this wrong, sometimes I think it consumes you.”
He turned from the window, not with the warning glance she had expected, but with a grin. “Watch it, Angel, you’re beginning to sound like my sister.”
She returned his smile. “Well, someone has to watch after you. You certainly don’t.”
A dark brow lifted. “I need watched after?”
“Yes. You do.” She reclined her seat, then reached up to adjust the flow of the air conditioning vent above her.
Just when she would have thought it impossible, that dark brow edged up even further. “If anyone needs watching over, Angel, it’s you. Not me. Need I remind you about the year’s supply of beef you bought because the guy selling it looked like he needed the money?”
“It was cheaper to buy it that way.”
“Not when your freezer is the size of a shoe box?
“That’s what I have your freezer for.” Flashing him a sweet smile, she reached for the travel magazine tucked inside the pocket on the back of the seat in front of hers.
He gave a husky chuckle. “I suppose I should be thankful the guy wasn’t selling a truckload of girly products.”
Smiling, she began flipping through the pages. “Oh, did I forget to tell you? My girly order should be arriving sometime next week. It’s a good thing you have a bachelor’s bathroom with near empty cabinets.”
He reached and cupped her chin, turning her face to his. “You are kidding, right?”
Angie fought the urge to laugh at Trey’s playfully exaggerated expression of distress. “Yes, I’m kidding.”
He dropped his hand away, releasing her chin, and blew out a breath. “Thank goodness. You had me sweating it out there for a moment.”
“Come on,” she said, finding it hard to look at anything but that sexy grin of his, “I’m not that bad.”
“I know better, remember? In fact, sometimes I think I know you better than you know yourself.”
She couldn’t argue with that. Trey had always been pretty good at reading her. And he was always there to rescue her whenever her act now think later actions got her into trouble. As did Kathy, but with her friend away on business more often than not,
Angel dropped her foot away with a giggle. “Sorry, just trying out my seduction techniques. You know what they say, ‘practice makes perfect’.”
No, practice makes hard. Very hard.
Trey bit back a groan. They weren’t even to Vegas and he was already a goner. One look in Angel’s mischievously glinting eyes and he knew he was in big trouble.
* * *
Angie smiled as she watched Trey, taking in the spectacular view outside the plane’s window. He seemed almost mesmerized, not that she could blame him. She’d reacted the same way the first time she’d flown to Vegas.
She leaned across him for a quick glimpse of the landmark below. “That’s the Grand Canyon,” she announced with a smile.
“Pictures don’t do it justice.”
His aftershave drifted up to tease her senses. Unable to help herself she leaned in a little closer. Damn he smelled good. “No, they don’t.”
“Thanks for insisting I take the window seat.”
“Now you see why I did,” she said as she shared the incredible view with her best friend. The flight into Vegas, if Mother Nature was cooperating, was breathtaking. And today, thankfully, Mother Nature was feeling very agreeable. Not a cloud in the sky.
“I’ve been told that it was something to see, but I never imagined...” He blew out a breath that caressed the flesh at her neck.
The effect of it had Angie pulling away from the window and retreating back into her own seat. “There’s a lot of the world out there just waiting to be seen.” She turned to him. “Trey, I know how much your company means to you, but, and please don’t take this wrong, sometimes I think it consumes you.”
He turned from the window, not with the warning glance she had expected, but with a grin. “Watch it, Angel, you’re beginning to sound like my sister.”
She returned his smile. “Well, someone has to watch after you. You certainly don’t.”
A dark brow lifted. “I need watched after?”
“Yes. You do.” She reclined her seat, then reached up to adjust the flow of the air conditioning vent above her.
Just when she would have thought it impossible, that dark brow edged up even further. “If anyone needs watching over, Angel, it’s you. Not me. Need I remind you about the year’s supply of beef you bought because the guy selling it looked like he needed the money?”
“It was cheaper to buy it that way.”
“Not when your freezer is the size of a shoe box?
“That’s what I have your freezer for.” Flashing him a sweet smile, she reached for the travel magazine tucked inside the pocket on the back of the seat in front of hers.
He gave a husky chuckle. “I suppose I should be thankful the guy wasn’t selling a truckload of girly products.”
Smiling, she began flipping through the pages. “Oh, did I forget to tell you? My girly order should be arriving sometime next week. It’s a good thing you have a bachelor’s bathroom with near empty cabinets.”
He reached and cupped her chin, turning her face to his. “You are kidding, right?”
Angie fought the urge to laugh at Trey’s playfully exaggerated expression of distress. “Yes, I’m kidding.”
He dropped his hand away, releasing her chin, and blew out a breath. “Thank goodness. You had me sweating it out there for a moment.”
“Come on,” she said, finding it hard to look at anything but that sexy grin of his, “I’m not that bad.”
“I know better, remember? In fact, sometimes I think I know you better than you know yourself.”
She couldn’t argue with that. Trey had always been pretty good at reading her. And he was always there to rescue her whenever her act now think later actions got her into trouble. As did Kathy, but with her friend away on business more often than not,
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