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Story: Sin City Lights
“Eve?”
She took a sip of juice.“I’m listening.”
“You have an overnight request. All weekend. It involves a private jet to Grand Cayman and lodgings at the Ritz.”
Surf and sand for the entire weekend? She’d just been fantasizing about that.
Eve perked up.“Oh?” Hello, lounge chair and piña coladas.
“Yes. And the client is VIP.”
Something in Kitty’s tone made Eve think there had to be a catch.
Her eyes narrowed.“All right. Who’s the client?”
“Well, that’s just it.” Kitty paused.“He’s on your no list. It’s Adam Larssen.”
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Adam
She said no.
Again.
Adam slammed his laptop shut, seething at the infuriatingly familiar email from Eleet.
Dear Mr. Larssen, we regret to inform you…
Request declined.
Declined, declined.
He was so damned sick of that canned reply.
She’d kissed him in that hallway as if she wanted to devour him. The mere thought of that surprise encounter made him rock-hard every time. One minute, he’d saved her from face-planting on the carpet, and the next, her pretty little mouth was fire under his lips. Never in his life, with any woman, had he shared this insane level of chemistry. He knew damned well that she had felt it too, yet, here it was, another rejection.
What the hell?
She’d gone with Thomason twice that he knew of, probably many more times. Why Thomason and not him? What was it that made her kiss him back like that but then consistently refuse to see him? AndThomason’s face, standing there in the hallway, looking at her like a goddamn wounded puppy…
Shit.
What was going on between Thomason and Eve?
Whatever it was, he’d put an end to it.
Enough of this.
He’d have her in the Caymans this weekend. She was getting on that plane and flying with him if he had to carry her and belt her to the seat himself.
He shrugged into his pilot jacket, snatched up his flight plan and bag, then left his office, slamming the door shut behind him.
Eve
Eve wiggled her highlighter between her fingers, frowning in concentration.
The omohyoid muscle depresses the hyoid bone and larynx and reestablishes breathing following the act of swallowing. In addition…
She took a sip of juice.“I’m listening.”
“You have an overnight request. All weekend. It involves a private jet to Grand Cayman and lodgings at the Ritz.”
Surf and sand for the entire weekend? She’d just been fantasizing about that.
Eve perked up.“Oh?” Hello, lounge chair and piña coladas.
“Yes. And the client is VIP.”
Something in Kitty’s tone made Eve think there had to be a catch.
Her eyes narrowed.“All right. Who’s the client?”
“Well, that’s just it.” Kitty paused.“He’s on your no list. It’s Adam Larssen.”
•
Adam
She said no.
Again.
Adam slammed his laptop shut, seething at the infuriatingly familiar email from Eleet.
Dear Mr. Larssen, we regret to inform you…
Request declined.
Declined, declined.
He was so damned sick of that canned reply.
She’d kissed him in that hallway as if she wanted to devour him. The mere thought of that surprise encounter made him rock-hard every time. One minute, he’d saved her from face-planting on the carpet, and the next, her pretty little mouth was fire under his lips. Never in his life, with any woman, had he shared this insane level of chemistry. He knew damned well that she had felt it too, yet, here it was, another rejection.
What the hell?
She’d gone with Thomason twice that he knew of, probably many more times. Why Thomason and not him? What was it that made her kiss him back like that but then consistently refuse to see him? AndThomason’s face, standing there in the hallway, looking at her like a goddamn wounded puppy…
Shit.
What was going on between Thomason and Eve?
Whatever it was, he’d put an end to it.
Enough of this.
He’d have her in the Caymans this weekend. She was getting on that plane and flying with him if he had to carry her and belt her to the seat himself.
He shrugged into his pilot jacket, snatched up his flight plan and bag, then left his office, slamming the door shut behind him.
Eve
Eve wiggled her highlighter between her fingers, frowning in concentration.
The omohyoid muscle depresses the hyoid bone and larynx and reestablishes breathing following the act of swallowing. In addition…
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