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part, of course. Jeez!”
    “Yep, he said that.”
    “And what did you say?”
    Bethany paused and shifted the phone to
her other ear. “I told him he couldn’t call me Beth when I made him come because only one person calls me Beth and I didn’t
think he’d want me thinking of my father when I was in a compromising
position.”
    Keely erupted in laughter. “You
didn’t!”
    “Nah, not really, but I may have
thought it.” Bethany breathed again. She didn’t feel guilty for skimming over
the office episode because she wasn’t sure herself exactly what had happened.
Also, that last statement of his felt too intimate, too raw to share. Who’d
have thought the idea of being crack-fucked would turn her on so much!
    She’d lost half of her mind the moment
she’d clapped eyes on Zachary Savage. The other half had gone the moment he’d
put his hands on her.
    Heat engulfed her again as she relived those
electrifying minutes in his office.
    Walking beside him and the other guests
onto the plane had been the hardest thing Bethany had done for a while.
    For one thing, she’d been sure every
single one of the twenty-four Indigo Lounge guests knew what she’d been up to
in Zachary Savage’s office. And also because her panties had been so wet, every
step had been a tortuous reminder of her scandalous behavior.
    The last straw had been when Zachary
had waved her before him at the foot of the jet steps.
    “After you,” he said in that
sexy-as-hell voice.
    She’d immediately shaken her head. “No,
after you this time. I insist.”
    His knowing smile had made her face
flame. But it hadn’t stopped her from ogling his tight butt as he mounted the
steps into the plane.
    Once inside though, sexual chemistry
had been replaced with another equally potent sensory bombardment.
    The interior of the Airbus 380 was
exquisite. White and gold with indigo trimmings, the space remodeled
exclusively for high-net-worth clients was so stunning that Bethany forget to
breathe as she looked around.
    A bar area where mimosas and tiny
croissants topped with shaved truffles were being handed out stood to one side.
Large, sumptuous club seats in groups of four were scattered up the mid-point
of the plane. Beyond that, separated by a gold, white and indigo pearl-drop
curtain, she spied another seating area.
    She accepted a mimosa from a waitress—another
stunner, although a redhead this time—and whirled slowly as her gaze
lifted.
    Above her, a Swarovski crystal
chandelier twirled, throwing dazzling light over the group.
    “Wow,” she murmured.
    “You like it?” Zach enquired from
beside her.
    She lowered her head and stared at him,
feeling that breathlessness all over again when she looked into his magnificent
face. “Like it? I love it? It’s stunning!”
    He inclined his head but not before she
saw a hint of pride wash over his face. That single expression sent a pulse of
something she couldn’t quite define through her.
    He was pleased by her praise. Bethany
wasn’t sure how it was possible that she’d met him less than an hour ago, yet
already felt as if she knew him on some visceral level, but the knowledge that
her opinion meant something to him touched her deep inside.
    “I’m glad.”
    “Why,” she asked boldly, curiosity
about him eating her alive. “Why are you glad?”
    “Because I want your trip to be
memorable. Unforgettable. I will not achieve that if you’re unhappy with your
surroundings. If there’s anything you need, just say the word and it’ll be
yours.”
    “Well, you needn’t worry on that score.
This is unbelievable.”
    His smile showed genuine pleasure. An
undefinable feeling shot through her as she gaped at the transformation from
gorgeous to incredible.
    “Thank you.” He took a sip of his
mimosa, his eyes fixed on her. “I’ll give you a tour after take off.”
    “Don’t I have a personal guide for
that?”
    “Why make do with an employee when you
can have the boss man?”
    “Maybe I