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locate it.  This made me very nervous not knowing what was in it. 
    We still haven't looked in the vault. I want to wait until things settle down to do it.  I have no idea what could be in there, and right now I don't need any more stress.
    Ian does n't want me to stay in New York right now with not having the slightest idea where Jim Olsen is, so I was on my way with Ian to North Carolina. There was no arguing with him on this fact; I was going with him and that was that.  
    Ian is never far from me.  W e’ve spent a lot of time getting to know each other.  He always has to be touching me or have me in his sights.  We stayed in New York holed up in the penthouse while Ian was getting his bearings.  Both of us could work from there as long as we had the internet, a phone, and a laptop.
    But it was get ting harder for Ian. He needed to get back, to take care of things in person.   Plus his Uncle Troy is getting married next weekend and Ian is a groomsman.  His Uncle, who only happened to be five years older than Ian, was an oops baby to his grandparents.  To hear Ian talk of him, it was clear to see Troy and him were very good friends.  Ian had lost both his parents in a car accident while he was overseas.  With his grandparents gone now, Troy was really his only immediate family.
    Boarding the private jet at JFK , I take my seat and buckle up. Ian is on the phone and he checks my seatbelt absentmindedly making sure it is cinched tight.  I roll my eyes at him as he sits in the huge luxury leather seat across from me. 
    “What kind of company are you running? I want that package found!” Ian yells into the phone. He is talking to the president of IPS right now, which was no easy task to get him to call him back. A few threatening phone calls later, Ian got a call back on the way to the airport. I've been listening to Ian all but threaten to take down the whole company if that over-nighted package isn’t found.  “I don’t care what you have to do, find it and find it fast!”  A few more choice words are spoken before Ian hangs up frustrated.  
    I smile at him as sweetl y as possible. I’ve told him over and over that I am so sorry for all the trouble I’ve caused him. 
    “I saw that eye roll my beauty, ” Ian says giving me his dimple smile. He is so handsome and brooding right now, all I want to do is climb on his lap.
    “I don’t know what you’re talking about ,” I say as innocently as I can and flutter my eyelashes at him.
    “You just wait…….” Ian adjusts in his seat and I can see his erection bulging, “till I get you alone.” He growls at me peering at me with those deep blues. I love that I have this effect on him. Everything I do turns him on and vice versa. 
    “Oh yeah,” I say and kick o ff my high heels. Reaching my leg over to his lap, I rub my bare foot up and down is jean clad thigh.  He grabs my toes and starts tickling.  I try to jerk away, but his other hand has my calf and he is showing no mercy. 
    “Stop….” I squeal trying to ge t the words out through laughter.  “Ian…..stop, please!”
    “I can’t baby . I just love to hear you laugh, and I love this sexy foot of yours.” He's laughing, too, and I do love the sound of his sexy throaty laugh.  We're interrupted by the stewardess as she walks into the cabin.  He stops the tickling, but doesn’t let go of my foot. Even though I try to yank it away, he holds it firm and shoots me a warning look. 
    “Can I get you guys something ,” her face is flush, and I can see Ian is having an effect on her which is not unusual.  Women take notice in the presence of Ian.  He doesn’t seem to notice, and starts rubbing my foot.
    “What would like baby? ” He asks me sweetly, his eyes never leaving mine.  He is not even the slightest bit interested in the exotic looking beauty in the cabin with us.
    “Just water, thank you ,” I tell the lady and she turns to Ian and her cheeks flush again.
    “And