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He sealed his mouth over hers, kissing her deeply. Hot and thoroughly, fucking her mouth with his tongue.
She met him stroke for stroke, moaning softly and arching to get closer.
When he finally lifted his head, he stared down at her for several seconds. She was so fucking beautiful. He’d never wanted someone like this.
And whatever happened in North Carolina, his heart was never going to be the same.
Finally, he simply said, “Text me the flight details.”
Then he pushed back from her car, turned, and walked away.
His phone lit up with a text from her before he even got to his cabin.
Friday, December 23nd. 9 a.m. Delta 2526 to Asheville. Ticket is booked in your name.
He smiled and texted his boss that he was going to need some time off.
Then he texted Savannah,Wear a pencil skirt and this on the plane.
Then he attached a photo of a red thong with green letters on the front that readWhen I think about you, I touch my elf.
She didn’t respond.
He hadnoidea if she’d do it. But that should accomplish re-establishing some fun, flirty vibes between them.
He was still grinning about it when he got her mailing address from Becca and overnighted the thong to her from the online store.
And the next day when he woke up and thought about it. And the twelve times he thought about it during his work day.
And the next day when he packed his bag and headed for the airport.
And when he boarded the plane and found her already on board. In first class. Her gorgeous long legs crossed under a tight little red pencil skirt, a glass of champagne in hand, and a smirk on her face as he looked at his ticket and realized she’d booked him a seat in economy.
A middle seat.
As he settled down into the seat between a big, burly man holding a tiny dog on his lap and a young woman who wore headphones and a look of absolute disdain on her face when he sat down, he was still grinning over Savannah Lee.
And the fact that he was probably going to fall in love with her in North Carolina.
fourteen
Where the hell was he?
Savannah checked the time on her phone again. And also noticed the lack of texts and missed calls.
It had been almost thirty minutes since the plane had landed. She’d gone to the restroom and freshened up, grabbed gum from the gift shop, and made her way to baggage claim and had now been sitting here waiting for Theo for almost twenty minutes.
And she hadn’t seen him or heard from him.
What the hell was going on?
She was actually starting to worry. Was he okay? Had he gotten sick on the plane? No one would have thought to notify her if he wasn’t able to. No one knew they were traveling together.
She’d put him in coach as a joke, and he’d grinned at her. He totally got it. And later he’d somehow “punish” her for it. Then, on the way back to Louisiana, he’d be up in first class with her. Which, depending on how this trip went, could be amazing, or completely terrible.
Now, though, she was regretting not being right beside him.
Her bag was sitting by her feet and after everyone else from their flight had claimed their bags and left the area, the airline staff had pulled the five remaining bags from the carousel and put them to the side in preparation for the next flight’s luggage being loaded to the same carousel.
