Marooned in Miami by Sandra Bunino Read Free Book Online Page B

inhale his scent. Her hands burned to know she would soon sink her fingernails into his broad muscular shoulders. Oh God, his parting words that fell off his tongue like honey, I haven’t tasted you yet. She was getting herself hot and bothered right there on her leather chair in the office. I’ve got to cool off or I will be coming right here and now, she thought as she grabbed a bottle of water from her fridge under her desk and downed the entire bottle. She put aside the box for now and opened the envelope. Inside was a letter from Jason’s assistant thanking her for her interest in Royce Homes and informing her of her travel itinerary, hotel reservations and transportation arrangements. A first class window seat was booked in her name. Her flight was due to take off from Logan Airport at noon on Friday, and a limousine would be waiting at the airport to take her to her accommodations at The Castello Hotel & Casino.
     
    Stephanie had to catch her breath. What was a playful text yesterday became very real today. She looked at the small box on her desk, Tiffany’s, of course. Stephanie was beginning to learn to expect only the best from Jason Royce. She opened the box to find a rose gold, heart lock pendant encrusted in diamonds that she recognized from Tiffany’s new collection. Even though Stephanie was a lover of all things Tiffany’s, she could not accept the necklace. Under no circumstances would she be considered a kept woman.  What did I get myself into? She leaned back in her desk chair, with the beautiful necklace in one hand, and used the letter to fan her face with the other.
     

 
     
    Chapter 9
     
     
     
    The sound of the doorbell put Stephanie into a panic. She considered calling the whole thing off. Playing sick was an option. Rick would understand. Jason? He would be another story. If someone told her six months ago that she would be flying across the country to be with a man she met in a hotel elevator and then went to bed with, she would have said they were crazy.
     
    Calm down. Take a chance. She thought as she slipped into the cab.
     
    Logan Airport was close by and she arrived in plenty of time for her noon flight. Never fortunate enough to fly first class before, she was pleasantly surprised by the niceties of it all. Her cell phone rang as she finished the complimentary mimosa in the airport. She smiled when she looked at her cell and saw his number.
     
    “Hello, Jason.”
     
    “Sweet Stephanie, I’m calling to see that you made it to the airport okay this beautiful morning.”
     
    “Yes, I’m here.”
     
    “The forecast calls for clear skies from Boston to Las Vegas so you can look forward to a perfect flight. You got my note, right, to leave all concerns at the airport?”
     
    She laughed nervously, “Yes, got it.”
     
    “Good, listen, I will be in later this evening. I have some business in Salt Lake to take care of first, but I’ve arranged some surprises for you when you get to Las Vegas.”
     
    “Yes, about these surprises. The necklace is beautiful but I cannot accept it.”
     
    “Its really just a token.”
     
    Stephanie smiled. “A token to you is one week’s salary for me. See you later tonight.”
     
    “Until then.”
     
    She paused, not sure she should show her cards right away. Oh what the hell.
     
    “Jay?”
     
    “Yes.”
     
    “I just want you to know that I haven’t been with anyone, you know, my husband, since before Miami. You are the last person I’ve slept with.”
     
    She was uneasy about the silence at the other end; maybe she shouldn’t have said anything. Then she heard him take a deep breath. “I can’t wait to show you how happy that makes me, Stef. And that is officially the last time you mention your husband, or any other man. for the next five days.”
     
    She smiled. “Got it.”
     
    Stephanie ended the call just as her seat was called. She retrieved the little blue Tiffany’s box from her purse and held the pendant in