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playing out in that pretty head of yours.” Nick reached out and touched her knee. “Am I going to have to kiss you until that ‘Fasten your seatbelt’ sign goes off? Because I will.”
Terrah laughed. “That might bother the people across from us.”
“Do you think I’m concerned about that?”
He traced a circle on her knee, shifting all of her attention away from the integrity of the plane and back to him. Tension faded from her shoulders as the warmth of his touch spread like wildfire up her leg.
Nick tapped his finger on her thigh. “Why don’t we watch a movie?”
“A movie sounds good.”
It felt strange talking about watching a movie as if he hadn’t just declared his intention to take her to bed for sweet loving.
“Comedy? Drama? Romance?”
The tone of his voice darkened a little on the last word and Terrah dropped her gaze from his face to his hand, which was still on her knee.
“Definitely not drama.”
“Let’s laugh, then.”
He slipped his hand off her leg, and Terrah watched him set up the movie.
“What did you pick?”
“It’s a surprise.”
He grinned at her as he put on his headphones.
Terrah followed suit and looked at the screen in front of her. She groaned when Jim Carrey popped up on the screen. Within minutes she was giggling at the actor’s wild antics, totally forgetting about her fears concerning the plane.
It felt perfectly natural laughing and watching the movie with Nick, who seemed to find the same things as funny as she did. She was actually enjoying herself…in the air.
Terrah glanced at Nick, taking in the way his long frame lounged back in his seat. He was the reason she was so relaxed, and she appreciated his efforts to help her calm down. Her gaze ran over his white shirt and she wished she could lay her head on his chest. She could—she knew it, he wouldn’t stop her—but the seats weren’t conducive to that kind of arrangement.
Too bad.
Or maybe it was for the best.
The more she contemplated sleeping with Nick, the more she realised she might not be able to walk away from him unscathed. She kept discovering new things she liked about him besides his good looks. Spending more time with him confirmed she was more than just physically attracted to him.
Halfway through the film, Terrah found it harder and harder to keep her eyes open. She pushed her seat back and turned her body towards Nick to stretch out into a more comfortable position. She inhaled deeply and a yawn escaped from her lips. Her eyelids fluttered downward as she fought to stay awake. She smiled sleepily, unable to stop Nick’s erotic declarations from replaying in her head.
Terrahwondered if he was a man of his word. She wanted to find out in the worst way.
She was exhausted and sex-deprived…clearly in no shape to rationally think about all the ramifications of sleeping with Nick.
Her eyelids dropped and the last thing she saw was Nick’s gorgeous profile illuminated by the screen in front of him as she drifted off to sleep.
Chapter Eight
“Terrah…”
Nick watched the blanket slip from Terrah’s shoulders as she shifted in her seat. She looked so damned beautiful while sleeping. Her soft moan made his cock twitch and it took considerable effort not to touch her. He was certain she’d welcome his caresses, but he didn’t want to start something that couldn’t be finished thirty thousand feet in the air.
When he touched her again he wanted no interruptions…nothing stopping him from doing exactly what he’d told her he would, what he’d been thinking about for the past ten hours.
“Terrah, wake up.”
She opened her eyes, blinking as she arched her body.
His gazed dropped briefly to her breasts, which were pushing invitingly against the soft threads of her sweater. If she’d been any other woman, he’d have thought she’d orchestrated the movement for his benefit, but Terrah wasn’t like any other woman. She was simply loosening the kinks from
Terrah laughed. “That might bother the people across from us.”
“Do you think I’m concerned about that?”
He traced a circle on her knee, shifting all of her attention away from the integrity of the plane and back to him. Tension faded from her shoulders as the warmth of his touch spread like wildfire up her leg.
Nick tapped his finger on her thigh. “Why don’t we watch a movie?”
“A movie sounds good.”
It felt strange talking about watching a movie as if he hadn’t just declared his intention to take her to bed for sweet loving.
“Comedy? Drama? Romance?”
The tone of his voice darkened a little on the last word and Terrah dropped her gaze from his face to his hand, which was still on her knee.
“Definitely not drama.”
“Let’s laugh, then.”
He slipped his hand off her leg, and Terrah watched him set up the movie.
“What did you pick?”
“It’s a surprise.”
He grinned at her as he put on his headphones.
Terrah followed suit and looked at the screen in front of her. She groaned when Jim Carrey popped up on the screen. Within minutes she was giggling at the actor’s wild antics, totally forgetting about her fears concerning the plane.
It felt perfectly natural laughing and watching the movie with Nick, who seemed to find the same things as funny as she did. She was actually enjoying herself…in the air.
Terrah glanced at Nick, taking in the way his long frame lounged back in his seat. He was the reason she was so relaxed, and she appreciated his efforts to help her calm down. Her gaze ran over his white shirt and she wished she could lay her head on his chest. She could—she knew it, he wouldn’t stop her—but the seats weren’t conducive to that kind of arrangement.
Too bad.
Or maybe it was for the best.
The more she contemplated sleeping with Nick, the more she realised she might not be able to walk away from him unscathed. She kept discovering new things she liked about him besides his good looks. Spending more time with him confirmed she was more than just physically attracted to him.
Halfway through the film, Terrah found it harder and harder to keep her eyes open. She pushed her seat back and turned her body towards Nick to stretch out into a more comfortable position. She inhaled deeply and a yawn escaped from her lips. Her eyelids fluttered downward as she fought to stay awake. She smiled sleepily, unable to stop Nick’s erotic declarations from replaying in her head.
Terrahwondered if he was a man of his word. She wanted to find out in the worst way.
She was exhausted and sex-deprived…clearly in no shape to rationally think about all the ramifications of sleeping with Nick.
Her eyelids dropped and the last thing she saw was Nick’s gorgeous profile illuminated by the screen in front of him as she drifted off to sleep.
Chapter Eight
“Terrah…”
Nick watched the blanket slip from Terrah’s shoulders as she shifted in her seat. She looked so damned beautiful while sleeping. Her soft moan made his cock twitch and it took considerable effort not to touch her. He was certain she’d welcome his caresses, but he didn’t want to start something that couldn’t be finished thirty thousand feet in the air.
When he touched her again he wanted no interruptions…nothing stopping him from doing exactly what he’d told her he would, what he’d been thinking about for the past ten hours.
“Terrah, wake up.”
She opened her eyes, blinking as she arched her body.
His gazed dropped briefly to her breasts, which were pushing invitingly against the soft threads of her sweater. If she’d been any other woman, he’d have thought she’d orchestrated the movement for his benefit, but Terrah wasn’t like any other woman. She was simply loosening the kinks from
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