bumped them up to first class at the last minute. It probably had
something to do with Nick flirting with the ticket woman.
She wondered if he would use that lovely little talent for the rest of their flights during their tour. It would save her
nerves. Not that she couldn't handle sitting in coach. She could. The few times she'd flown were in the coach section and she'd
survived.
No, her concern was being squished in by Nick. He intimidated her and made her feel uncomfortable. The man was far too
bossy for his own good and with her being the world's biggest pushover that wasn't exactly going to help. Space was her
friend. As long as she had that she could breathe and think clearly. Well, sort of....
"If you're not working then I need the computer," Nick said, sounding grumpy. He hadn't been happy when he discovered
that she didn't own a laptop. When she quietly suggested they bring her desktop with them he glared at her. Just glared. For
about a minute she held back her apology for not owning a laptop. She knew it was stupid, but she couldn't help it. Finally she
couldn't hold it back any longer and apologized and promised to buy one.
He didn't speak, but his eyes narrowed on her and she would swear to her dying day that they looked calculating. It made
her take a nervous step back. After another moment of making her squirm, which she really didn't appreciate, he told her they
would share his new laptop until he could find one that met his specifications for her.
She really didn't understand why they couldn't just pop into a Best Buy and pick one up and told him that. He just shook
his head and told her he'd handle it. That was fine with her. She really didn't care and was more than happy to play around with
this one. It was pretty cool. For the first ten minutes she played around with it. Then she felt kind of felt guilty about that so she
started editing John Bishop's latest novel only to stop doing that ten minutes in because she wanted to see if it was her turn in
an online Scrabble game. It was. Since then she'd been kicking some cyber butt if she did say so herself.
"Well, if you're done do you mind if I got some work done?" he asked calmly enough so she passed the computer over, but
not before she quickly closed the Scrabble window and erased the web browser's history. No need to poke the tiger, she
thought.
Deciding this was probably the best time to use the bathroom, she stood up. "Excuse me," she said as she flattened herself
against the back of the seat in front of her, there was more room in first class, but she liked to get as much space between
herself and the man watching her with an amused expression as she could.
"Where are you going?" he asked, looking back at the screen.
"Bathroom."
He nodded as if she'd asked for permission. She almost snorted. She might be a pushover, but she wasn't that pathetic. She
quickly made her way to the first class lavatory and sighed as she spotted the "Occupied" sign. Deciding that it was better to
wait here instead of in her seat, she leaned back against the wall and prepared for the long haul.
"Excuse me, is this the line for the bathroom?" a deeply masculine voice said, drawing Jamie's attention.
She looked over to answer the man and found herself speechless and probably blushing. He simply smiled at what was
probably her impression of a dying goldfish while she tried not to drool. This man was GQ level handsome, not as handsome
as Nick or Edward Pierce, but close enough to fray her weary nerves.
He held out his hand, expectantly. "Since it looks like we're going to be line neighbors I thought I should introduce myself.
I'm Sean."
Was this man flirting? Oh, he definitely was, judging by the glint in his eyes. Jamie barely stopped herself from looking
behind her for the beautiful woman that obviously had his attention. It took her a few seconds to realize that he was flirting with
her .
She forced herself to take a calming breath as she