working since, there’d been no real reason.
She found several things to try on and went into the fitting room. Looking at herself in the mirror wearing a chiffon babydoll, she wondered if she’d ever be able to get up the guts to wear it for Justin. She shrugged.
She left the store with five new underwear sets and three new babydolls. She’d looked at some teddies but knew she’d never be able to wear those in front of Justin.
By the time she got home, it was after two. She rushed up to her apartment and finished packing. She had a few hours, but she wanted to make sure everything was ready when Justin arrived to pick her up.
At quarter before five, she dragged her two suitcases to the living room and set them in front of the door. She thought about taking them downstairs to wait, but decided against it. Surely he planned on helping her carry her things down the stairs and to his car.
She paced her apartment while she waited. She had too much nervous energy to sit down and wait for him. Usually, she was glad she was perpetually early, but this was one instance where it would have been nice to be throwing everything into her suitcase at the last minute.
At exactly five there was a knock on the door. She opened the door wide, and Justin leaned in for a quick kiss. “You ready?”
“ Yeah. Would you mind helping me carry my things down?”
“ No problem.” He grabbed both of her cases, so she got her purse and locked the door behind her. Her neighbor was getting her mail and would watch her place for her while she was gone.
She was halfway down the stairs when she noticed the long black limousine parked in front of her apartments. It didn’t fit into one of the regular parking spots, so it was in the middle of the parking lot, blocking several cars. Surely, he hadn’t hired a limo to take them to the airport. Had he?
She had her answer when she saw the uniformed driver get out to put her suitcases into the trunk. She stopped in front of the car, shaking her head. She’d never ridden in a limo before, and found she was excited at the prospect.
Justin handed her into the car and slid in beside her. She turned to him with a smile. “Do you always ride to the airport in a limo?”
He shook his head. “Only when I want to be able to do this on the way.” He pulled her into his arms and kissed her passionately filling her taste buds with butterscotch.
She smiled against his lips. “I guess you can’t do that while you’re driving.”
“ Not and keep the car on the road.”
“ What’s with the butterscotch Life Savers?”
He smiled. Cody had called him earlier that afternoon to tell him he shouldn’t be making out with his assistant on company time. “I started smoking my freshman year in college, trying to be cool. I decided when I graduated it was time to give them up, but I needed something to do with my hands. So I started carrying around butter rum Life Savers. Every time I wanted a cigarette I’d pop a Life Saver in my mouth. They became as much of a habit as the smoking, but now my breath smells good instead of nasty.”
“ I see.” She nestled her head against his shoulder. “Are you going to tell me now where we’re going, or is it still some big surprise?”
He stroked her hair away from her face. “We’re going to a tiny island called Motu Tane. It’s a private island near Bora Bora. My partners and I went once years ago and loved it. It’s a tropical paradise. You’ll be amazed.”
“ It sounds fun.” She wondered how long they’d be in meetings during the week and how much time they’d have to devote to discovering the island.
“ We only have the one meeting, and it should only take a few hours,” he told her, guessing what she was thinking about.
“ So we’re flying twelve hours to a meeting you could have easily had in your office, for an entire week and it’s only going to last a few hours?”
Justin shrugged. “How else was I going to get you to a tropical