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what she packed for me. She wouldn’t let me touch anything, but she said that she was going to be in touch with someone named Christopher?”
     
    Alex shook his head, his expression rueful. “You are going to have a whole new wardrobe waiting for you in London, and it’s not going to be my fault, but I bet I’m going to get blamed.”
     
    “I’m going to what?”
     
    “You’ll see.”
     
    She let it go. He had that tone to his voice, and there was no point in arguing. “What would you have preferred I wear? You bought these for me, after all.”
     
    “And they look wonderful,” he said, his hand sliding lower to cup the curve of her ass. “But if I’d had my druthers, I would have liked something with a little more…access.”
     
    She laughed. “Access for what?”
     
    He gave her a long, almost pitying look. “Did you really think I would fly you to London and not get you a membership to the mile high club?”
     
    “The mile high—” her cheeks were going to burst into flame one of these days if she didn’t watch out. “Are you kidding?”
     
    “No? Why would i be kidding?”
     
    “Sex on an airplane? In those tiny seats? Or those filthy bathrooms?”
     
    “Are you kidding? Of course not.” He actually rolled his eyes at her. “I suppose it’s cheating a bit, since we’ll be on a private jet, but still. Mile high, sex. I say it counts.”
     
    She squeezed her eyes closed and tried to breathe. Her father was a proper Southern democrat. If he ever found out that she had flown anywhere in a private jet, the ribbing would never end. “You own a jet,” she said. She meant it to be a question, but her voice came out flat and slightly disgusted.
     
    “What? No, of course not. The damn things cost millions to buy, and a fortune to maintain.” He wore a lofty look that made her eyes boggle. “AEGIS owns a time share on a private jet with three other corporations. We’ve never had a scheduling conflict yet. And, whenever we fly, we donate money to an eco group to invest in tree planting to offset the carbon emissions.”
     
    He looked so proud of himself. Like a school boy who’d just memorized the answer the teacher never thought he’d get. She wanted to keep arguing, she truly did, but for now—for now the right thing to do was to climb into his lap and kiss him until he shut up.
     

CHAPTER FOUR
     
    They took off from JFK. The plane was like something off a movie set—smaller than she expected, really, but still giving the impression that it was huge. There was a big screen TV, a table, chairs. She watched Alex speak briefly to the pilot, and then lead her back towards a small cabin over the wings of the plane. “I’ve told the crew that we’ll eat in a few hours,” he said. “London is ahead of us, and it’s about a six hour flight, so we’ll get there around dinner time. I imagine you’re tired, but you’ll feel better if you can manage to stay awake until bedtime there. The jet lag will be less intense. I’ll need to speak with Peter briefly tonight, but we’ll save the big dramatic work talk for tomorrow.”
     
    She stepped into the cabin and had to reorient herself. The room was small, but luxurious, with a full bed and plush covers stretched over it. “If you don’t want me to sleep, then why are you bringing me into the bedroom?” Zoey gave him an arched eyebrow, and Alex laughed.
     
    “Because all we ever do in bedrooms is sleep,” he chuckled.
     
    She ran her fingers over the velvety covers and shrugged. “I just have to say—when you started going on about the mile high club in the car, I was really anticipating something much more…deviant.” She let her eyes sparkle as his jaw set. “This won’t be any more fun than fucking in a hotel room.”
     
    “Excuse me,” he said, in mock outrage.
     
    “I always figured that the fun in sex on a plane was the potential for being caught, after all. What if the stewardess sees you? What if she wants