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He leaned back against the seat. “What are you driving at?”
Her mouth twisted in thought. “Okay, we’re on a plane with ordinary people, right? There are tourists, native Brits, and business people on this flight. You can blend in with them and hide right under the paparazzi’s noses.”
“I’ll still be recognized.”
Nicole rolled her eyes. “If you want to be inconspicuous, you’ll listen to what I’m telling you. I’m a writer; I can write my way around a difficult situation.” She called for Sara, and she immediately sprinted up the aisle.
“Yes, Miss Delancey?”
Nicole grinned. Sara may have been addressing her, but she couldn’t keep her eyes off Reece. “I was wondering about the captain, Sara. What does he look like?”
The attendant frowned. “Well, he . . .”
“Is he tall?”
“Yes.”
“How tall is he? Is he as tall as Mr. Collins?”
“Maybe a little taller,” she admitted reluctantly, shooting Reece a commiserating glance. “Sorry, Mr. Collins.”
Reece shrugged. “No worries, Sara.” He was watching Nicole and wondering what she was up to.
Nicole cleared her throat to regain Sara’s attention. “And what of his build? Is he built like Mr. Collins?”
She shook her head. “No, he’s not as fit as Mr. Collins.” She patted her stomach. “He’s got a bit of a paunch.” Nicole and Reece both laughed at that one.
“Would you consider asking the captain for a favor?” Nicole asked,
filling in the details for the flight attendant and watching as both Sara’s and Reece’s faces cleared of any confusion.
Sara hurried away toward the cockpit and returned quickly, flipping them two thumbs up. The captain was willing to help them.
Nicole thought this was one of her more brilliant plans. It should work flawlessly. If it didn’t, Reece could always claim it was a publicity stunt.
The pilot’s voice came over the intercom, announcing their descent.
Reece excused himself to dress his part. When he returned, he sat down beside her, helping her store away her belongings. It was all she could do not to drool. He looked so hot in uniform.
“By the way,” he said, grabbing her hand to get her attention, “you are a wonderful writer. Don’t let anyone tell you different.”
Her smile lit up her face. “You liked my story?” Why did it please her to hear that?
“I loved it.” He pulled her close, kissing her quick and squeezing her fingers before letting go.
Nicole was stunned, touching her mouth in a daze. “Thank you.” She breathed, catching a whiff of his cologne.
He grinned. “What are you thanking me for—the compliment or the kiss?”
“I guess both. I’ve never been kissed by a real movie star before.”
His grin widened. “You’re welcome.”
The plane had landed. The other passengers were standing in the aisles, beginning to depart. Nicole picked up her laptop case, hobbling down the aisle toward the exit, while Reece stayed in his seat, watching her.
“Hey, Nicole,” he called before she disappeared into the next compartment. She spun toward him. “I’m not sorry anymore.”
She smiled. “I’m not either. Feel free to fall all over me any time you want.” She cringed in embarrassment. “Did I say that out loud?”
