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Chapter Eleven
Megan
On Thursday, I wasa bit jittery in the back of the Uber. I already drank three coffees. I’d woken up at five thirty and done a session of yoga. I might have been a bit too eager—I think I pulled something while doing downward dog, which I could usually do in my sleep. But my mind hadn’t been on yoga this morning. It had been on the trip—more specifically on Luke.
I was so incredibly excited about the trip and the assignment. I was already thinking about the options I would lay out for the client, but I was sure that when I saw the property itself, I'd be even more inspired. Luke was a genius. No wonder it was such a coveted internship program. I was also excited to ride in a private helicopter. Another first for me.
Luke had offered to pick me up from home, but he would have to get up at an ungodly hour to do that, so I declined. Since we weren’t staying overnight, I only had my work bag with my laptop and other things. I wasn’t even sure I could reach this place with public transportation. It was near the Illinois Medical District.
I was so lost in my thoughts that I was completely surprised when the car arrived at the heliport. The building was small and gray, surrounded by a metal fence.
Luke was waiting in front. Heavens, he wore that suit so damn well. He had a tie on again—I realized he probably always wore one when we met a client. He’d paired a dark blue tie with cuff links of the same color. His shirt was light gray. He’d thrown his jacket over one shoulder, holding it with two fingers, which seemed to be his typical stance. I couldn’t help but notice how the muscles of his arm bulged. It was a sexy look on him.
He opened the door to my car, and I stepped out carefully. I’d chosen business wear as well—I had on a green dress with black ballerina shoes.
“Good morning, Megan. You look amazing,” Luke said.
“Thank you.” I blinked, completely thrown by the compliment. “You too. Always dressing to impress on client days, huh?”
“Are you implying I’m not impressive on other days?” The gleam in his eyes was panty melting.
“You’re always impressive,” I muttered, then pressed my lips together. Holy hell, this conversation was escalating quickly.
Luke chuckled. “We’re sliding into dangerous territory already, aren’t we? Lucky for us, my brother is with us today.”
Yes, very lucky.
“Travis will be right out. He went in to—speak of the devil.”
Travis exited the building, dressed casually in jeans and a polo shirt. These Maxwell men were something to admire.
“Megan, good to see you again,” he greeted me. “Ready to go?”
“Yes,” Luke and I said in unison.
Travis led us inside the building, explaining that we had to be weighed—our bags too—so he could distribute the weight properly in the helicopter.
There was a desk with two assistants who efficiently processed everything.
Travis led us out to the helipad a few minutes later. There were at least a dozen helicopters spread out on the platform.
“So, why do you own a helicopter?” I asked.
“I’ve always wanted one. It’s efficient. And I like piloting.”
“How long will it take us to get there?"
"Thirty minutes."
"Wow, that’s short. Thanks so much for doing this."
"No problem. I've got a lot of free time. I like flying my family around."
Luke patted his shoulder. "Good for you."
"How come you have so much free time?” I asked. “Donna said something about selling your company, but she didn't get into details."
"In a nutshell, I built my company when I was a sophomore in college, and I sold it last year. And now I'm enjoying my freedom."
