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can put her down as your plus one, right ? And will she be having the Chicken Florentine, Steak Diane, or the Crab Stuffed Atlantic Salmon? ” He should have known she’d try to mix wedding planning into saving his heart, but that was her way of reassuring him that they would get to her before that plane took off. Since finding Evan, Rissa had brought her ex-boyfriend, Deacon, and Evan’s sister , Eve, together. She seemed determined to see to it that everyone she cared about found a love like hers — even if it meant bribing a flight attendant with expensive French treats and a blind date with one of the Doms from what used to be The Iron Cuff.
    “Just help me get her back , and then we’ll talk about a plus one.” He tapped his fingers on his knees and tried to calm his nerves as Evan tore through the streets of town, skidding to a stop just outside of the airport. Passenger drop off was packed, but he couldn’t wait for the other cars to move.
    “Let us out here , w e’ ll run it. Come on, Reeses, we have ten minutes before that plane takes off with my heart on it, and I lose her forever.” He jumped from the still moving car, but waited for it to come to a complete stop before watching Evan lean over and kiss Rissa. Hurrying them along, he yanked open her door and grabbed her hand, running toward the airport door. Tickets in her hand, they showed their IDs and scanned their tickets, rushing through the security checkpoints and making a break down the terminal for the gate. Myles was in a near panic, running like hell with Rissa apologizing and trying to explain to everyone he left in his wake, hoping they’d have enough heart to understand the desperation of nearly losing a love when you’ve just found the courage to tell them.
    “Last call for flight 1091 to Houston.” The flight attendant was already closing the door as they clamored for attention.
    “Wait! We’re here! We made it! We made it!” Leaving Rissa behind to show their tickets, he tore down the plank walk and out onto the tarmac. The swollen clouds above the airport ruptured as buckets of water blew around him. Squinting into the blinding rain, he caught a glimpse of wet red ringlets tucked into a tan trench coat.
    “ANNIE!!!!” He shouted through the crowd of people and hoped she’d hear him, but she climbed the stairs and entered the plane without turning around. Sprinting up the stairs, maneuvering through people, he heard Rissa shout at him as she ripped out onto the tarmac behind him, trying to keep up.
    “Annie! ANNIE! Wait!” She stopped and turned around, a look of shock etched into her damp features.
    “Myles? What a re you doing here?” He couldn’t answer her, couldn’t find the words, so he did the first thing that came to mind . Stalking toward her, in the middle of a crowded airplane, he wrapped his hand around the side of her neck and tilted her to face up to him before crashing his lips down on hers, plundering her mouth with his tongue while the world around them felt like it began to disappear. Pulling back only when lack of oxygen made him, he silenced her unspoken question with an act of desperation. Bending down, he threw her over his shoulder then turned back toward the door, hauling her back down the stairs as she struggled and demanded to be put down.
    “Sorry ... I’m just going to take her luggage back…have a nice flight!” Practically squealing, Rissa tried to smooth over the captivated and increasingly impatient audience. “He loves her!”
    Delicate fists pounded against his back, landing close enough to his kidney to make him stop in the middle of the tarmac in the pouring rain. Setting her on her feet, he started to explain when she cut him off.
    “What are you doing, Myles? I said goodbye. Why are you making this worse? I won’t ask you to love me. I just wanted you to know that I love you before I go.” She was shouting over the pounding of the rain against the concrete, but even through the