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“To be perfectly honest, I can’t spend fifteen minutes with Patricia, let alone fifteen hours.”
“Patricia isn’t coming.”
“Oh.” She wasn’t sure what to make of that. Patricia didn’t seem like the type of woman to turn down a trip to Hawaii.
“Will your car be okay if you leave it here?” It felt like Matt was taking the decision away from her.
“Bruno can come get it,” she said. “He was going to replace the spare with a new tire anyway.” She’d called her brother right after missing her flight to see if he could do it tonight, as she thought she was going to be making another trip to the airport tomorrow.
“Very good. Is there anything else you need from your car?”
She shook her head. “No, my luggage is already en route, so this is all I have.” She lifted her shoulders, gesturing that she was good to go with just her purse and laptop.
“Great.” Matt pointed to a large black SUV waiting by the curb. The driver had gotten out and opened the back door.
Liza thanked him, climbing in, as Matt crossed behind the vehicle and took the bucket seat next to her rather than riding shotgun.
The first thing she noticed when the two of them were closed in together in the backseat was the way he smelled. God, she loved the cologne he wore. She’d noticed it the night of the gala when they’d been dancing. There had to be some sort of aphrodisiac mixed in with the scent, pheromones or something, because damn if it didn’t get her motor revving.
She was glad she’d tossed her vibrator into her luggage at the last minute. She had considered leaving it at home, but her sex drive had kicked in big-time these days, and now that she knew Matt was going to be walking around the same Hawaiian resort, she was going to need a way to burn off the excess hormones.
Matt pulled out his phone, texting. “Let me confirm with the flight crew, tell them there will be another passenger.”
Oh my God.
What the hell was she doing? The reason she’d excelled at maintaining a professional relationship with the man was because she hadn’t seen him since that day in his office. To be honest, their paths rarely crossed, so she figured she’d have at least a couple months to get her act together before having to face him again.
Three weeks hadn’t been enough time. Nowhere near enough.
She still spent practically every waking hour thinking about him, lusting over him. This flight—hell, this whole week—was going to test her, tempt her.
Matt tucked his phone away. “All good. I assume you got a room in the hotel Arnold suggested.”
“Yes. You?”
“I was fortunate to be able to reserve an oceanfront suite, considering it was such short notice.”
She snorted. “Of course you got a suite.”
Matt’s smile was smug. “When I travel, I like to do it right.”
“Well, I don’t do it wrong,” she countered. “I just do it on a budget. Since private planes and fancy suites are out of my price range, I’m forced to fly economy and make do with a plain old hotel room.”
Matt pretended to shudder. “Economy?”
She smacked his shoulder. “Snob,” she teased. “Oh shit, let me text Bruno really quick about the car.” She grabbed her phone from her purse, firing off a text to her big brother, asking if he could tow her car back to his garage.
Her brother’s response was immediate.
Get an earlier flight?
Yes
She skipped over the finer details, like she was going on a private plane with Matt Russo. Because that information would go over like a lead balloon.
I’ll take care of the car. Safe flight.
She loved her big brother. He always had her back. She sent back a heart emoji and put her phone away.
