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It’s a long drugging kiss that leaves us both breathing hard. “What was that for?” he asks.
“That was me kissing you like you kiss me.”
“How do I kiss you, Lori?”
There are a million reasons I shouldn’t say what comes next with a man like Cole Brooks, but it’s honest. It’s how he kisses me. It’s how I want to kiss him. “Without limits.”
The plane jolts and Cole pulls me into his lap, and instead of feeling fear, I laugh, we laugh together, and for the first time in years, I feel limitless. And for the first time since I met Cole, I dare to believe that we might really be limitless.
Chapter thirty-six
Cole
The internet on the plane is down, which means I can’t look forward to what awaits us in LA until we actually land. That occurs at five in the morning and while we taxi, my phone pings with messages, while Lori scans the news on hers for any updates we might need.
The first message on my phone is from our Hollywood starlet: My father wants you to call him and my home is a nightmare. I snuck out to the Bel-Air hotel. I’m registered as June Miller. Ask for me there. Your assistant booked your room here as well.
The next message is from Ashley: Starlet at Bel-Air hotel. Now you are too. Warning. There is a Hollywood charity event/party there tonight with your diva movie star hosting.
She’s included the address.
“It’s hard to be thorough on my phone,” Lori says, “but I don’t see much new on the internet related to this case. There are just a lot of tributes from stars and fans for the life lost. The police are being tight-lipped.”
“Of course they are,” I say. “Easier to manipulate us during questioning if we don’t know the facts.”
“Did you ask that security company to look into a suicide history for the deceased?”
“I did not,” I say, “but I am now,” I add, texting Royce: Suicide history of deceased. Him or relations.
He replies immediately, obviously not in bed asleep, with a simple: On it.
The plane pulls to a halt in the hangar and Lori and I unbuckle. The minute we’re both on our feet, I pull Lori to me and kiss her, in her own words, thoroughly, right up until she moans softly, and I know if I don’t stop, I won’t. “What was that for?” she asks, repeating my earlier question.
“Because I can’t do that once we’re on duty.”
She gives me one of her beautiful smiles that really, truly just makes me want to take her to the back of the plane and fuck her. I settle for another kiss before we gather our things and head for the door. Once we’re in the backseat of a hired car, I show her the messages from Ashley and our starlet. “A party?” she asks. “Talk about bad timing, and the diva reference. Is she a diva?”
“She was well behaved with me, but her father was always present and I can tell you that he’s a man of rules, ethics and manners.”
She opens her mouth and shuts it. “I have comments. I have questions.”
I nod, understanding and respecting that my flight attendant story has stayed with her. There will be no conversation in public and right here, in this city, under these circumstances, caution is paramount, or I’d already have my hand on her knee. “Have you ever been to LA?” I ask, changing the subject.
“Never,” she says. “My three flights included Hawaii, when I was too young to remember, and Texas twice when I considered UT for law school.”
“You know my home state then.”
“I was going to ask you about that,” she says. “You called New York home last night. You let go of Houston quickly.”
“I love New York City. I was only in Houston because of the firm.”
“And your father.”
“My father was the firm,” I say. “He was rooted in Houston. I wanted growth. Now we’re growing.”
“You have no siblings?”
“Not that I know of,” I say, “and you already know he had a strong opinion on birth control.”
