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couldn’t wait to
get up in the air today.

 
    As I headed towards the hanger, I could see my dad
running over his checklist outside the plane. We had both picked the same dark
purple polo shirt to wear today—my favorite color. I knew Dad wore it because
he knew I loved when he wore his. He had let me pick the colors out on the last
order of logo shirts, and he hadn’t been too excited when he saw the purple
ones, saying it was a little too feminine for him. Yet he still wore it because
he liked making me happy.

 
    “Hey, Dad. Great minds think alike, eh?” I gestured
towards our shirts. He snorted in response to my teasing and reached out to
give me a big bear hug.

 
    “Alexa! Since I can claim half of your great mind,
it only makes sense that we think alike. Right, sweetie?”

 
    “Makes sense to me. Anything I can do to help get
ready for the flight?”

 
    “Yeah, could you make sure there are drinks and
snacks in the cabin? We only have one passenger today, so we only need a few
things available.”

 
    “Sure, Dad. Should I fluff a pillow and grab a
blanket while I’m at it?”

 
    “Alexa Marie, you know that our passengers pay for
comfort and convenience. I know it’s a pain to cater to them sometimes, but
that doesn’t mean you need to get sassy with me.”

 
    “Sorry, Dad. I’ll can the attitude. I promise.”

 
    “Good, because he will be here any minute, and I
want everything ready to go before he gets here. His dad is paying us good
money to make sure his son makes it to some big party tonight.” Dad smiled back
at me, letting me know that he didn’t really mind my attitude all that much.

 
    As I worked to get everything set up in the cabin
of the Lear, I could hear my dad talking to someone in the hangar. Sounded like
our passenger was here a little bit early. As I leaned over, peering into the
fridge to make sure we had a selection of beverages, I could hear footsteps
climbing the stairs onto the plane.

 
    “Well hello. I didn’t realize the view would be
this good or I would have had my dad charter all my flights through Mr.
Hewett,” I heard a husky voice murmur at me. I stood and twirled around, coming
face to face with none other than Drake Bennett. Dammit! Three times now in
twenty-four hours. Really?

 
    “Drake,” I gasped at him. His eyes were directed at
where my ass had been moments before, but he raised them to look at my face
now. And yet again, there went that molten gaze turning to ice when he realized
who I was. Seriously, what had I done to offend this guy?

 
    “Wow! Didn’t see that coming. Does Jackson know
that you’re a stewardess? I can’t imagine that he’s cool with how often you
must get hit on when you hang around horny businessmen all day, bending over
like that.”

 
    “Wait, what? Why would Jackson care if I was a
stewardess? Which I’m not, by the way.”

 
    “Right, sorry. I should have said flight attendant.
Let me guess, you met Jackson because of the job. I almost forgot that he was
the one who’d suggested this charter line to me. Guess he doesn’t mind how
often you get leered at since he hasn’t talked you out of the job.”

 
    “Hey! First of all, Jackson would never try to talk
me out of a job. He isn’t like that. And secondly—”

 
    “Yeah, you say that now. But you must not know him
as well as I do. Your relationship with Jackson and your job choice really
aren’t any of my business. Let’s just forget we’ve met before and carry on with
this flight so I can get home for my mom’s birthday party.”

 
    The nerve of this guy! He really was a total
douche. Just the reminder I needed never to trust my hormones again. Geesh!
Before I could respond, my dad climbed aboard and glanced over at us. He raised
an eyebrow at me in inquiry, probably wondering why I was standing there,
glaring at our passenger.

 
    “Alexa, is everything all set for Mr. Bennett in
the cabin?” he asked.