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was.
    I had to put a stop to it.
     

Chapter 16
    The day flew by, leaving me feeling restless without any further advances from Nicole.
    Sure, it was what I wanted, but her lack of attention throughout the day, the drought in conversation that had been reduced to short and abrupt answers, left me thinking that my backing away from last night’s heated interlude had left her insulted.
     
    Despite Nicole’s mood, or maybe because of it, I felt the need to make amends after our last meeting ended.  I scrambled to get a packet of anti-anxiety medicine from the hotel’s concierge.
    “Here.”  I handed the medication over.  “Take this before we take off for the airport.”
    Without more than a thanks, she took the meds with the help of the bottle of water she had in her purse.
    By the time we arrived to check in for our flights, however, I noticed that the drug’s desired effects had yet to take.  Nicole’s twitchy demeanor had me grabbing for her hand.
    What surprised me the most was the fact that she wasn’t fussing to get away.  My thumb rubbed the top of her soft skin in a soothing manner and I felt her body slump toward my side as she relaxed against me, in line.
     
    Nicole’s steps halted as we reached our seats.  When I finished stowing away our luggage, I noticed she had yet to sit down.  One look down at my ticket had me realizing that they’d assigned her another window seat.
    “Do you want to switch?”
    “Do you mind?”
    “Not at all.” And we did just that.
    “Thank you,” she said with a shaky voice.
    Within fifteen minutes, the plane made to taxi the runway for takeoff.  Nicole stiffened and grabbed the ends of the armrests.  I watched on as, with eyes closed, she took deep breaths.  She mumbled something inaudible to herself which I could only presume were words of courage.
    Her death-grip on the armrests tightened as her attempt at controlling her fear was failing.  When the plane sped up to take off, I grabbed her hand myself and turned her head to face me.
    “Kiss me.” She shook her head. “Just kiss me, Nicole.”
    I didn’t wait for another response.  I pulled her face to mine and kissed her deep and soft.  She moaned in my mouth, her hands cupping my face as she gave in to my distraction.
    The plane’s landing gear left the pavement and the small bout of turbulence started as we gained altitude.
    When the plane smoothed out, I pulled away and leaned my forehead to hers, trying to regain my breath.  I could have easily kept on kissing her, instead I asked, “Better?”
    She bit her bottom lip and nodded.  Seeing her lean in for more, my heart swelled but I backed away regardless.
    She huffed, turned to face forward and said, “Why’d you do that if you don’t want to kiss me?”
    “Trust me, honey,” I began, “I want to do more than kiss you right now.”  I turned to look at her and saw the deep crimson infuse the skin of her face and neck.
    She leaned into my ear and whispered, “It’s too bad you can’t have it all, huh?”  Her teeth nipped my jaw before she pulled back.
    I guess the games weren’t over.
    “Devil woman,” I mumbled under my breath, feeling her body shake with laughter.  What surprised me most was that she had yet to release my hand, despite all signs of panic having left her.
     
    When our flight began its descent, Nicole grabbed hold of my face and pressed her forehead to mine.  Her eyes were shut tight and her breath, scented of mint and coffee, fanned over my face.  My mouth watered for another taste of her, but the kiss remained absent.
    When the plane touched down and halted at the gate, I caved into my urge, but only slightly, as I pressed my lips to hers in a chaste peck.
    “Well done.” I smiled.  “You’ll adjust just fine.”
    “Yeah, with a butt load of tranquilizers and a man to hold my hand,” she said, nowhere near as terrified as she’d been the first time around.
    “Do this often enough and you won’t be