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guess this is it.”
    I nodded and cupped her face with my hands, staring into her eyes.
    “Please promise me you are going to be careful, and that you will make it home in one piece.”
    “ Last boarding call for flight two-sixteen to Aspen …”
    My lips met hers one last time before releasing her.
    I held her bags out for her. “You need to go before they leave without you. As soon as I am finished with this trial, I am coming after you.”
    “Before I forget, there are a couple of gifts for you I put in your bag,” I said, grinning at her.
    “I will call you the second I am off the plane,” she assured me, kissing me one last time before walking away.
    She turned around and flashed a smile before disappearing into the terminal.
    Abruptly she stopped and turned, making me assume she had forgotten something. She lifted her blouse to expose her undershirt.
    I couldn’t contain my grin, realizing she was wearing my shirt I had slipped on her the night before.
    She then blew me a kiss and trotted away.
    * * * *
    It took me up until I boarded my plane to comprehend I was alone again, a mood I had not paid any attention to before meeting Olivia Johnson. I did not appreciate this sensation one fucking bit!
    These feelings of being empty and unsatisfied did not suit me well.
    I didn’t have the slightest clue of what to do with myself as I observed her plane take off from the window I had been standing near.
    For the first time in my life, tears begged to escape from my eyes over a woman.
    It was as if my whole world had blackened.
    What if she arrives home and decides never to see me again? What if she gets into an accident and I won’t be able to see her again?
    Thoughts swirled through my head as my plane prepared for its takeoff.
    Fuck! See, this is why I prefer to be within arm’s reach of her!
    I shook my head as if to chase away the negativity, attempting to calm my nerves.
    * * * *
    Forcing myself to keep my mind busy, I scrambled through my file of papers for my trial.
    The man charged with rape and murder was forty-three years old. He had been charged with disorderly conduction and sexual assault on multiple counts.
    As I read each word, my stomach became queasy and my cheeks reddened with anger.
    The names and ages of the young women he had raped and killed underneath their innocent photos… Every single bit of evidence found at each crime scene…
    If an asshole ever laid a single finger on my Via, he would be a dead man!
    I continued to read, reaching the page of my client.
    She was a twenty-five year old UCLA graduate who had moved to Seattle to pursue her career as a literary agent, and had not lived in the region long.
    Before I engrossed myself in any more, the captain spoke over the intercom announcing we were getting ready to land.

Chapter Four
    I carried my luggage off the plane until I met up with Charlie, my driver in Seattle.
    Since Matthew maintained my apartment in Vegas, he was typically on duty when I traveled there.
    Until my trial case was over, he would be preoccupied in Aspen keeping a closer eye on Miss Johnson.
    Charlie welcomed me back with his friendly smile as he held open the door to the backseat of the glossy black Escalade. I slid inside and instantaneously pulled out my Android to check if I had any messages. A grin appeared on my face once I read her name.
    Via,
    You will be happy to know my plane has landed and I am still in one piece as you requested. 
    I smiled at her words as I replied to her.
    Ryan,
    Thank you for reassuring me about your well-being, Miss Johnson. I just arrived in Seattle and am thinking about the beautifully stubborn woman I met while in Vegas. I am looking forward to the day I get to see her beautiful face again. ;)
    Via,
    Are you referring to me as this beautiful woman? When was the last time you had your eyes examined, Ryan? I am in no way as gorgeous as you. :P
    Shaking my head, I sent her a quick message.
    Ryan,
    My vision is perfect, thank you