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“Is that why you requested seven weeks' leave?” There is no way she will traverse the country without me to protect her and stamp my claim.
“Yes. I am going to make it an adventure, only my mom’s see it as betrayal to them and all they have done.”
“I’m sorry. I think it is just a shock. I am sure they will come around. In the meantime, how about I help you?” She looks at me like I am crazy.
“How? You don’t have time for that.” I would cancel every meeting I have for her.
“I can fly you in my jet. That makes it faster and cheaper.” Her mind starts ticking, and then she looks at me.
“If I can plan it. I need to plan out everything around your meetings. Ones we can do via Zoom and ones we might have to put off. Those are my terms.” I am not surprised. She is incredibly organized, which makes her the best PA. I hold my hand out.
“Deal.” She shakes my hand, and then my cock congratulates me.
We finally have a way in.
CHAPTER ONE
FEBRUARY
I immediately go into full planning mode using his current schedule. I move what can be moved and set up virtual meetings for those that can’t. It takes me about two hours to get everything sorted for the next few weeks. Once I’m satisfied, I move on to the next item on my to-do list.
Since we can both work from the plane, I arrange everything with his flight attendant, Carlos, to ensure that the bigger desk areas are in place instead of the intimate dining areas. Carlos assured me that everything would be in place by the time we take off at seven tonight. That leaves me two hours to rush to my apartment and pack my bags. I park my car in the parking garage and take the elevator up to my apartment. I decide to pack light, only taking one suitcase, but I do pack for all kinds of weather. I take an Uber to the municipal airport just outside the city limits. Connall is already there, waiting for me. He’s standing just outside the plane by the stairs. God, he looks handsome. He’s not wearing the suit he had on earlier, and I’m here for it. He looks good in the football jersey and jeans. I’ve only ever seen him in suits, and one time when he walked by my desk after using the gym at the office. He was so sweaty. That fueled a lot of fantasies.
“Is this all you brought?’” he asks, quirking an eyebrow at me while taking my single bag from me. “More in the car?”
“Do you mean the car driving away?” I ask, pointing to the retreating SUV.
“Right. It’s just that I’ve never seen a woman travel so light.”
“I don’t know how I feel being compared to another woman,” I say, moving up the stairs when he gestures for me to. I can feel him close behind me and smell his cologne all around me.
“No. God no. There is no comparison, February. I meant my mother used to travel with trunks, as in multiple trunks.”
“Oh, I don’t think I own enough things to fit in a trunk.”
“Welcome aboard, Mr. Ahearn, Ms. Graham.”
“Thank you, Carlos,” Connall says, handing him our bags.
“Hello, Carlos,” I say.
“Hi. I’ll get these stowed away.”
“Thanks,” I say.
“Mr. Ahearn?” We both turn toward the cockpit to see the captain.
“Captain,” Conall says, shaking his hand.
“Ma’am. I’m Captain McTavish. I received the very through and impressive itinerary you emailed over. I have prepared the flight plans accordingly.”
“Please call me February,” I say, extending my hand, which he shakes.
“Of course, February.” His voice is huskier than it was a moment ago, confusing me.
Connall clears his throat loudly and puts his hand on my back. I don’t know what’s going on right now, but I don’t hate it. “When are we taking off?”
They stare at each other weirdly before the Captain finally says, “ten minutes.”
