Brianne. We will find him.”
Brianne stepped backward, away from Alex’s touch, even though she knew it had been meant only to comfort. But she was suddenly all too aware of his presence, and the fact that they were alone and the master bedroom was one floor up.
“I’m tired,” she announced. “We should be getting to bed.”
Something passed over Alex’s face, an expression Brianne couldn’t read.
“Yeah, you’re right.” He paused briefly. “I’ll show you to your room. Because in nine hours, we’re going to be on a flight to Florida. One that is hopefully going to change everything.”
Chapter 6
B rianne had never flown first class before, but she had a feeling she could easily get used to it.
“You mean the drinks are free?” she whispered to Alex once they were airborne.
“I wouldn’t exactly say free, since you certainly pay for them in the price of the ticket. But yes, you can have as many as you want.”
Brianne ordered an orange juice mixed with vodka, just so she could have the experience of a “free” drink on a plane. Besides, a drink might help to calm her nerves. They were frayed, given the uncertainty of what would come next.
The oversize leather seat was a luxury she had never experienced on a plane, and she enjoyed pushing it back as far as it could go, knowing that the person behind her wasn’t going to groan and give her dirty looks.
Brianne was glad that she’d brought a novel with her,because for the first part of the flight Alex wasn’t talkative. He had drifted in and out of slumber ever since they’d gotten on the plane. Brianne suspected he hadn’t gotten much sleep.
She hadn’t either. She had been far too anxious about this trip to relax and get any rest.
She ordered another drink, read her novel and kept surreptitiously looking at Alex. After about an hour, he suddenly opened his eyes and faced her.
“Hey,” Brianne said.
“Was I sleeping?” Alex asked.
“Uh-huh.”
Alex leaned forward, stretched. Brianne’s eyes followed the movement of the perfectly sculpted muscles of his upper back and arms. He was seriously fine.
She sipped more of her drink.
After a moment she faced Alex again. “Here are your pretzels.” She passed the small packet to him. “The flight attendant came by while you were snoozing. And here’s your water.”
Alex took the water bottle she offered him. “Thanks.”
As Alex began to unscrew the bottle cap, Brianne spoke. “I think I know what may have happened to him.”
He shot her a quizzical look. “Hmm? You mean to Carter?”
She realized that her words had confused him. “Oh, I don’t mean what happened in Florida. I mean what may have happened to him in British Columbia.”
Alex sipped his water, and a bead of the liquid clung to his bottom lip. Brianne watched as his tongue flicked out to capture it.
He had full, sexy lips, something she hadn’t really noticed before. There were other things she was suddenly taking note of about Alex that she never had. Like the wayone cheek dimpled when he smiled. And the small scar beneath his left eye. She wondered if he’d gotten that while doing one sport or other. And then there were his thighs. They were large and strong and looked amazing in a pair of jeans.
Brianne felt a jolt of heat and quickly looked to the left, out the plane window. Why was she suddenly checking Alex out the way she was?
Because she was spending more time with him than she ever had?
“Well, what is it?” Alex asked. “Or are you trying to keep me in suspense?”
Brianne finished the last of her drink before speaking again, wondering why her pulse was beating at a faster pace. She faced Alex again, saying, “I was looking up various causes of amnesia online, and I stumbled upon a story that really hit me. Have you heard of Lyme disease?”
“I’ve heard the name. I don’t really know anything about it.”
“Lyme disease happens when people are bitten by ticks, which usually
Brianne stepped backward, away from Alex’s touch, even though she knew it had been meant only to comfort. But she was suddenly all too aware of his presence, and the fact that they were alone and the master bedroom was one floor up.
“I’m tired,” she announced. “We should be getting to bed.”
Something passed over Alex’s face, an expression Brianne couldn’t read.
“Yeah, you’re right.” He paused briefly. “I’ll show you to your room. Because in nine hours, we’re going to be on a flight to Florida. One that is hopefully going to change everything.”
Chapter 6
B rianne had never flown first class before, but she had a feeling she could easily get used to it.
“You mean the drinks are free?” she whispered to Alex once they were airborne.
“I wouldn’t exactly say free, since you certainly pay for them in the price of the ticket. But yes, you can have as many as you want.”
Brianne ordered an orange juice mixed with vodka, just so she could have the experience of a “free” drink on a plane. Besides, a drink might help to calm her nerves. They were frayed, given the uncertainty of what would come next.
The oversize leather seat was a luxury she had never experienced on a plane, and she enjoyed pushing it back as far as it could go, knowing that the person behind her wasn’t going to groan and give her dirty looks.
Brianne was glad that she’d brought a novel with her,because for the first part of the flight Alex wasn’t talkative. He had drifted in and out of slumber ever since they’d gotten on the plane. Brianne suspected he hadn’t gotten much sleep.
She hadn’t either. She had been far too anxious about this trip to relax and get any rest.
She ordered another drink, read her novel and kept surreptitiously looking at Alex. After about an hour, he suddenly opened his eyes and faced her.
“Hey,” Brianne said.
“Was I sleeping?” Alex asked.
“Uh-huh.”
Alex leaned forward, stretched. Brianne’s eyes followed the movement of the perfectly sculpted muscles of his upper back and arms. He was seriously fine.
She sipped more of her drink.
After a moment she faced Alex again. “Here are your pretzels.” She passed the small packet to him. “The flight attendant came by while you were snoozing. And here’s your water.”
Alex took the water bottle she offered him. “Thanks.”
As Alex began to unscrew the bottle cap, Brianne spoke. “I think I know what may have happened to him.”
He shot her a quizzical look. “Hmm? You mean to Carter?”
She realized that her words had confused him. “Oh, I don’t mean what happened in Florida. I mean what may have happened to him in British Columbia.”
Alex sipped his water, and a bead of the liquid clung to his bottom lip. Brianne watched as his tongue flicked out to capture it.
He had full, sexy lips, something she hadn’t really noticed before. There were other things she was suddenly taking note of about Alex that she never had. Like the wayone cheek dimpled when he smiled. And the small scar beneath his left eye. She wondered if he’d gotten that while doing one sport or other. And then there were his thighs. They were large and strong and looked amazing in a pair of jeans.
Brianne felt a jolt of heat and quickly looked to the left, out the plane window. Why was she suddenly checking Alex out the way she was?
Because she was spending more time with him than she ever had?
“Well, what is it?” Alex asked. “Or are you trying to keep me in suspense?”
Brianne finished the last of her drink before speaking again, wondering why her pulse was beating at a faster pace. She faced Alex again, saying, “I was looking up various causes of amnesia online, and I stumbled upon a story that really hit me. Have you heard of Lyme disease?”
“I’ve heard the name. I don’t really know anything about it.”
“Lyme disease happens when people are bitten by ticks, which usually
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