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“Do you know why she got divorced?” I ask.
“Marital abuse,” she says softly.
Anger fills my veins at any man who would raise his hands to a woman. Sadly, the cycle of abuse often continues, and I have to consider if my Jillian lived in a violent household. And how much extra love I’ll have to show her.
Shite… I fucking love this woman.
“And what about your dad?” I ask to get out of my head. “Did he ever—”
“Never,” she answers quickly, eyeing me with beady slits.
“And your dad passed?”
“Five years ago. Pancreatic cancer.”
“I’m sorry.” I clear my throat. “Did you have a happy childhood, sparkles?”
“I did. I know that’s boring.” She waves her hands. “People love drama. You of all people should know how boring lawyers can be.”
I roar with laughter. “I am not boring, and you certainly are not boring.”
Any woman wanting to be throat fucked…
I clear my throat and only now see what I did to her sucks.
“I was a virgin until a certain someone took it from me.” She smiles this time, and I realize it’s been four weeks. “I live vicariously through my books. I have one friend, and I’m on a quest to take down the Borgias.”
“Right there.” I point. “Boring, no. Stupid and suicidal, yes.”
“Stupid?” She raises her arms and sends the ginger ale spilling into her lap. Unsnapping her belt, she jumps up. “Shit, I’m sorry.”
“That’s why the seats are leather.”
She shakes out her top, which is drenched. “You were so nice to pick out a drink to calm my stomach.”
We stare at each other for a moment, and something clicks into place. We’re on the same page.
“There’s more soda.” I stand to my full height. “You need to change that top.”
Jillian glances around. “I need my suitcase.”
“I’ll get it.”
I walk to the front of the plane, grab it, and walk back.
I step aside and let her open it. Spotting a dark blue sweatshirt, I reach in and smile, reading the bold message across the front.
YOU ARE SO LOVED
“Wear this.” I pull it out.
“Now you’re telling me what to wear?”
“I want you to be comfortable.”
“I’m on a private jet, I’m not going to wear sweats.”
“I’d rather you be naked.”
