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Ben would be lucky to see the light of day again.
    But a physical injury caused by a convenient accident might do the trick to send him packing back home.
    There wasn’t a lot of time for her to make a move, especially if Ben was going to make it home in one piece.

Chapter 6
    Jordan waited for Ben to leave his seat and go looking for her. By the time he reached the back of the plane, she was in position and ready. She whipped open the bathroom door, yanked him by the collar, and dragged him inside the stall, where she forced him face-over the commode, locking him into place with a pinky fingerhold.
    â€œWhat are you doing here?” she demanded to know.
    â€œJordan.” He gasped.
    â€œAnswer me!”
    â€œWhat do you think?”
    â€œI warned you not to get on this plane.”
    â€œI saw through that.”
    â€œDo you think you can actually step off this plane and live to see tomorrow?” she asked vehemently.
    â€œCome on, Jordan. Will you let go of me?”
    â€œThe second we land you’re going home. Do you hear me?”
    â€œNot until you come clean with me.”
    Jordan pulled on his finger.
    Luckily, the sound of the engines muffled his squeal. “Okay, will you stop already?” His voice cracked.
    â€œDo we have an understanding?”
    Writhing under her spell of pain, all he could say was, “Will you let go of me?”
    â€œDo we have an understanding?” she repeated.
    â€œYes.” He drew out the word.
    She was prepared to break his arm, but it was too early in the flight. That would come later, unless he pushed her patience any further. “Turn around and sit down. Nice and slow. Don’t try anything.”
    â€œIf you haven’t noticed, we’re kind of in a tight spot.”
    â€œSlow, Ben. I mean it.” Maintaining her hold, she directed him around to face her.
    â€œWill you let go now?”
    â€œSit down.” When he did, she slowly released his hand.
    â€œWhat was that all about?”
    â€œYou’re in a dangerous situation, Ben.”
    He shook his head in disbelief.
    â€œI’m serious.”
    â€œI’ve got a visa to get in the country,” he said. “We’re going to have a little vacation. You and I.”
    â€œ
We
are going to do nothing.
You
are going home where
you’ll
be safe.”
    â€œI thought it’d be fun to meet your husband,” he teased, smiling up at her.
    â€œStop it.” Stop smiling, stop teasing, stop looking at her like that. But she foolishly found herself distracted by his sloppy dark curls, sliding across his brow.
    â€œStop what?”
    She felt herself succumbing to his desires. How many times had she been tempted to snip off one of those ringlets while he slumbered — too many times to remember was how many. And looking at him now, she wished she had clipped just one and stored it away in her secret box.
    â€œI didn’t think you were married,” he said.
    â€œIt doesn’t matter what you think,” she replied, irritated with herself that Ben was able to lure her to him.
    â€œI figured out you’re going to see your grandmother. You never told me you were part Persian, but I can see that now.”
    She’d let him think that. Fine. He placed his hands around her hips and pulled her close. She didn’t fight it. She knew she should have, but didn’t. And the closer he pulled, the easier it was to simply unfold and fall into his lap.
    â€œNow, isn’t that better,” he said as he slowly planted a kiss on her lips.
    She let him kiss her because the space was tight, he was stronger, and it’d give her a moment to think. On the other hand, she could have resisted; she could have taken him out with a few simple moves.
    â€œI missed you,” he whispered.
    Nothing inside of her could harm a hair on his head. Not when his hot, nervous breath tumbled from her face and down her neck, followed by a pair of