No Reservations by Lilly Cain Read Free Book Online Page B

divorce. An on-again, off-again sexual relationship in which she had no control—strangely exciting as that may be—was not going to help her develop her stability. She slipped into her heels, headed back downstairs and sat at her desk. Calling back the travel program, she emailed Travis his e-ticket to the address from his business website. Better to send the message and settle the debt now. She’d be free of guilt and have time to build up immunity to his sexual draw. She typed it in: Game over .
    * * *
    Travis thought again about the email and the ticket on his smartphone. Game over. Fine with him. She’d attached a ticket to the brief note. First class, but not with her airline. There was a definite message there. She was unimpressed over his departure. Well, he wasn’t too happy either.
    He fumed as he threw his overnight bag into the luggage rack above his seat and climbed into the wide recliner. The flight attendant beamed at him but he ignored her and she moved on. He ran through the last two nights in his mind. Aside from the intense sex, one thing stood out in his mind. She’d teased him about a cat with a man’s name but he hadn’t seen a sign of the kitty. Instead, he’d seen a picture of Alicia and a man, and she’d had a ring on her finger.
    He shut his eyes. He was going on this trip and he was going to have fun. The time of his life. He’d party with his pals and find a woman, maybe two. An image of Alicia with her hands bound and her sweet ass in the air tortured him. He opened his eyes to glare out the airplane window. There weren’t that many women as beautiful or as sexually exciting as Alicia. In fact, he wasn’t sure he’d ever been as excited with another woman. She was a powerhouse outside of the bedroom, but in bed she had a sensual submissive streak that made him want to possess her in every way possible.
    Beyond the sex, she was intelligent, fun and loved to play games as much as he did. In school she’d worked hard to be the best. She was the perfect partner. And she was a liar, a cheater. The thought left a bitter taste in his mouth. He’d vowed never to get involved with a woman who wasn’t free to be with him wholeheartedly. Not part of the time, or on weekends when the husband was away.
    His smartphone buzzed. He glanced at the caller ID. Ed Cunnard, his old friend and one of the guys he was on his way to visit. “Hey, bud.”
    “Hey, Travis. Where the hell have you been? Are you gonna make it up here or not?”
    “Sorry, man. I just got caught up in things, got delayed.”
    “Oh, yeah? So, who is she?”
    “Ed, you’re such a dog. It was work,” he lied. Since his marriage, Ed seemed to be happy enough, but he also liked hearing about anything to do with Travis’s sex life. Living vicariously, he called it. Still, something made him want to talk about Alicia. Her image was right there in his mind, taunting him. “I ran into Alicia Davis. You remember her from college. She owns a bloody jet company now.”
    “God, yes, I remember her. She was hot enough to melt steel. She married that dickhead, Richard Krinley. The asshole still works for UNEX.”
    Travis blinked. His fears had been correct. What a small fucking world. Her husband worked for Ed’s company.
    “I can’t imagine why she married him. We thanked God when he got transferred to LA. Seems like the Hollywood lifestyle was more his thing. She’s probably happy as shit that they got divorced. He was a real fucker.”
    “Divorce.” Travis’s mind raced, he felt like all the blood had left his brain and he was left to function on half speed. “Krinley?”
    “Yeah, Krinley. Don’t know if you remember him. He was two years behind us at Michigan. He wiped out her account and screwed around like a dog in heat. They’ve been divorced for almost a year.”
    The whine of the plane engines started up. The flight attendant signaled him to hang up.
    He nodded. “How do you always know this shit,