She still wondered if she had fully satisfied him, but it looked as if he didn’t want this to be a one-time thing, so maybe she had. “Wherever I go, Rolf goes. You do know that means having a smelly dog in your bedroom?”
He grinned. “I like your smelly dog. Your turn for deeper.”
“Deeper … I have a deeper-than-normal vagina,” she blurted without thinking.
His grin widened. “Ah. That explains why you took me so well.”
She couldn’t believe she’d told him that. As a gynecologist, she regularly discussed such things but never with guys, so warmth spread up her neck and cheeks.
“Correction:youtookmewell.” She turned her head and pinched his nipple hard to hide her embarrassment.
He hissed in a breath.
She ran her thumb over his other nipple. The doorbell rang, and from the other room, Rolf boomed his usual territorial bark.
“Saved by the DoorDash bell,” Nick said, rubbing his reddened skin.
She gave him a sly smile. “Only for now, Captain Kent.”
CHAPTER 16
Nick
“Ready for maneuvers?” Nick shifted his gaze from the blue sky beyond the windshield to those blue eyes that seemed to grow more beautiful each time he looked into them.
“Sure.” Her scent filled the cockpit, driving him crazy; it was all he could do not to lean in and shove his tongue into her pretty mouth.
Speaking of her pretty mouth, she caught him looking at her, and her lips curved into a knowing smile. She knew what she did to him during these lessons, and she seemed to enjoy his torment.
Professional. We stay professional up here.
But he had a very unprofessional plan for tomorrow.
And he couldn’t wait.
Nick schooled his expression, suppressing the grin that threatened to appear. “Let’s do some slow flight, and then we’ll go into some stalls.”
“All right.” She slowed the airplane to sixty knots while performing clearing turns to ensure they were still alone in the practice area. “Controls are feeling mushy,” she muttered.
“OK, let’s do some shallow turns. Don’t let your altitude vary.”
She executed the turns with ease. He could see a clear difference in her level of confidence compared to the first lessons, and pride swelled in his chest. “Very nice. Now let’s do a clean stall, recover at the first indication.”
He watched her steady the airplane and slowly pull back on the throttle, correctly using a little trim to hold the nose up. He knew she needed a lot of muscle to pull on the yoke, but Jannie didn’t seem to struggle.
Right on cue, the stall warning blared throughout the cockpit, andhe felt a slight buffet through the airplane.
“Stall, stall!” Jannie called. Immediately, she lowered the nose through the horizon. As speed increased, she smoothly applied full power and began to bring the plane back to its original altitude.
Nick grinned. “Well done!”
He had her perform a departure stall, then an approach-to-landing stall, which she handled with equal competence. The woman was born for this. Why was she a doctor?
“Time for some instrument flying,” he said.
She nodded. “My airplane.”
“Your airplane.”
