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flight attendant scampered off to get our drinks. Meanwhile, as Kent settled in to do some work on the laptop he pulled out of a pocket on the side of the couch, I tried to get comfy. The couch was an improvement over the chair, there was no question of that. But it was still a little on the hard side, and there were no pillows and no coffee table on which to rest my feet so I couldn’t stretch out my legs. Kent sighed then said, “Here, try this.” He set the laptop aside and maneuvered me by my shoulders, coaxing me to lay lengthwise, my head resting on his lap.
    That was better in one way, worse in another. I was much more comfortable. But my face was inches away from his groin. And every time I inhaled, I smelled that intoxicating combination of man and soap and cologne. He smelled so good.
    I turned onto my side so my back was resting against the back of the couch and I was facing out into the cabin and watched the flight attendant bring our drinks. He handed them to Kent then left without saying another word.
    “Drink?” Kent offered.
    I didn’t want to move now that I was comfortable. “No thanks. Maybe later.”
    He gently smoothed a hand over my hair. “That’s it. Just relax. If you can fall asleep, the flight will seem much shorter.”
    “I don’t think I can sleep.”
    “I can help you with that.”
    I snorted. “I’m sure you could.”
    “No, I don’t mean that . I mean…” He lifted my head then stood. “Flip over onto your stomach.”
    “What are you going to do?”
    “Trust me.”
    “Trust you? Really?”
    He grinned. “So far I’ve behaved, haven’t I?”
    I grunted a reluctant acknowledgement. He hadn’t outright seduced me. But I kind of felt like a lobster, having a nice swim in a big pot. He was slowly turning up the heat so I wouldn’t notice and jump out.
    He made a rolling motion, and I complied. Somewhat reluctantly. I had a feeling I was making this too easy for him.
    He swung a leg over my body, wedging it between my hip and the couch back. Now straddling me, he set his hands on my shoulders and began rubbing.
    Oh, did that feel good.
    I let my eyelids fall shut and relished the sensation of his strong fingers working the tension out of my muscles.
    “You’re tense,” he informed me.
    “I’m on a plane for the first time. With you. What do you expect?”
    His chuckle vibrated through my body. “I apologize if this is stressful. I didn’t mean it to be. I genuinely thought you’d enjoy the trip. I hadn’t realized you’d never flown before. I guess I should’ve asked before making the plans. But I wanted to surprise you.”
    “It’s okay.” I sighed. I was in heaven. Really. Kent’s hands were magical. “I appreciate the thought. It really is very kind and generous. I’m being a bit of a baby about this. I really should be more grateful. After all, you’ve gone to a lot of expense and trouble--”
    “It was my pleasure,” he said, cutting me off, fingers pressing into the knots in my neck. “I figured I owed you more than a dinner at a restaurant after last night.”
    “For the record, I was a bit of a baby about that too,” I confessed. “I shouldn’t have gotten so upset.”
    “I should have at least texted you.”
    I looked over my shoulder to smile at him. Our gazes tangled. My heart fluttered like a newly hatched butterfly.
    A thought popped into my head and out my mouth, “Wow, things sure have changed between us.”
    His brows drew together. “They have? How?”
    “Well, at least for me,” I admitted. The intimacy of this moment was inspiring me to be honest. “I hated you for a while.”
    There was another of those deep, rumbly chuckles. “Really? Hated?”
    “Despised. Deplored. Detested.”
    “I’m shocked to hear this.” He didn’t sound shocked.
    “No you aren’t.”
    “Okay, maybe shocked is an exaggeration.”
    “You wanted me to hate you.”
    “No, I didn’t. I just wanted you to keep your distance,” said the man