Why, then, was he still looking for her?Swearing, he turned and headed in the direction of his room.
Chapter Three
She’d run outof excuses last night.Caitlin had an answer for everything she’d tried to suggest to get out of flying back to South Africa with David Cavallo.
Dana braced herself and walked toward the small plane where David was waiting for her.Oh, my goodness, just look at him!The blatant maleness of the man simply took her breath away.
For a minute, she was worried her knees would give way beneath her, but somehow, she made it all the way to the steps leading up to the plane where he was waiting.
Strangely enough, this morning there wasn’t a mocking smile to contend with.He was hiding behind his sunglasses and looked grim.With a nod, he took her arm and helped her up the steps.
The touch of his hand on her skin nearly had her tripping over her own feet, but he put an arm around her to help her up the last few steps.The pilot came out of the cockpit, and he and David started talking.A flight attendant showed her to a comfortable seat and offered her a glass of sparkling wine.
Wow.The rich sure did things on a grander scale than what she was used to.She shook her head and looked out the window.Wine would only muddle up the last shreds of rational thought she was valiantly trying to hold on to.
She’d hardly slept a wink last night.The whole kissing scene kept her up most of the night.And when she hadn’t been berating herself for throwing herself at David, she remembered every sensory sensation that had raced through her body.
Why she couldn’t get the whole thing out of her head was beyond her.Yes, it had been a good kiss and, okay, she hadn’t been kissed in quite some time, but it wasn’t as if she’d never locked lips with a man before.Yet somehow David’s kiss had managed to wipe away the memory of every other meeting of lips she’d had before.It was as if he was the only guy she’d ever kissed!
She closed her eyes.The last things she should be thinking about were kissing and David Cavallo.
She was about to spend the next six or so hours in close proximity with him.Very close even for a luxurious plane.
She opened her eyes and there he was, taking his seat directly opposite her.A groan threatened to escape and she swallowed.How was she supposed to act normally when this hot guy who’d been kissing her a few hours ago was sitting so close to her?
She grabbed her bag and started rummaging through it.Somewhere she had a book.
Caitlin’s mother wrote love stories and had introduced Dana to the wonders of happy endings when she’d been a young sixteen.And, to this day, when things got a bit more than she could handle, she would escape to a fictional world where everyone was happy in the end.And right now seemed to be a perfect time to escape a different reality.
Even if she didn’t take in anything she read, she’d at least have something else to look at besides David Cavallo.
*
When Dana openeda book, David pulled his laptop closer and tried to concentrate.There was a lot of work that needed his attention at the moment, and normally he’d use the time on a plane to catch up on e-mails.
But one look at Dana this morning had left him nearly drooling.She was wearing a pair of jeans and a T-shirt, nothing he hadn’t seen on women before.But on Dana the ordinary T-shirt curved lovingly around her generous breasts and the skinny jeans reminded him vividly how her warm body had felt against his last night.
Speaking to the pilot just now had forced him to think of other matters, but now that he was sitting opposite Dana, his body had taken over his brain again, and his pants were feeling tighter by the minute.
He looked up to find her gaze on him.She quickly glanced down at her book again.He stared at her a minute longer.Swallowing a grin, he moved forward and took the book from her hands, turned it over, and handed it back.
“It would be easier to read it right side up, I think,” he said solemnly.
She stared at him for a minute before she giggled and hid her face behind the book.
The giggle went right down to his groin and, in one movement, he put his laptop down and took the seat next to Dana.
She gasped.“What are you doing?”
He took the book from her limp fingers and threw it on the opposite seat.
“You weren’t reading.”
She shook her head.“You weren’t working.”
He shook his head.They stared at each other.
“David,” she began and tried to move away, but he leaned forward and put his hand behind her head.
