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“So you said.”
The man’s attitude drove Rowan nuts sometimes, but fuming would have to wait since they’d arrived at their destination. Rowan leaned forward to get a better view of their surroundings. This wasn’t the airport entrance she was used to.
David drove them through a gate and pulled up to a large hangar with a small jet outside that looked ready to go. She shouldn’t be surprised at the whole private jet thing, but she was. Rowan glanced out the window as they came to a stop beside the plane. “You never told me where we’re going.”
“I did, actually. A family vacation home.”
Rowan shook her head. “No. I meant where. Geographically.”
“We’ll be near Colorado Springs.”
“We’re going to—” She didn’t even know how to respond. That’s what she got for not asking the right questions before she got herself into things like this.
“Colorado,” he finished. “Yes. My family has a little place there.”
“A little place?” she mumbled to herself.
David opened her door for her, and she stepped out. Did it really matter where this vacation home was? Most likely some monstrosity that could house twenty people in comfort. Like her parents owned. Nestled in the woods of Alaska’s wilderness, her father had built a huge house with all the technological advantages and no consideration for sustainability of the local ecosystem. After one visit, she had refused to go back. The really strange thing was that her father never went there either. It was too far away from his office.
Trying—hard—to go with the flow, she joined her boss, who stood talking to the pilot. In moments, they were settled in cushy leather seats on opposite sides of a table.
“Are you all right being on that side?” Gerard asked her.
“Why wouldn’t I be?”
“Some people don’t do well flying backward.”
“Oh.” She looked around. He was right. She’d never flown facing this direction before. “Well, I guess we’re about to see if I can handle it.”
Turns out, she didn’t have any issues facing either direction.
When they landed and stepped off the jet, he grabbed both suitcases that had been offloaded and headed for a large black SUV.
“I can pull my own suitcase,” she said, catching up to him, breathing hard. “This isn’t some romantic weekend. I’m your employee.”
He stopped and turned back to her. “Are we going to have this discussion every time I try to be the gentleman my mother raised me to be?”
“Well, yes.” She huffed. “Probably.”
“Are you always so insistent on carrying your share of the burden?”
“Yes,” she insisted. “I pride myself on doing my part.”
He held up his hands. “Fine. But you might want to slow down a bit. We’re at six thousand feet here and will be higher at the cabin.” He left her suitcase and continued to the car.
She’d won this argument. Rowan pulled her suitcase behind her, unsuccessfully regulating her breathing and not exactly sure she could count this as a win. Especially when she had to heft the case into the back of the SUV. She found Gerard waiting beside the open passenger door. “I trust you don’t mind that I opened your door?”
Wishing she could wipe the knowing smirk off his face, she chose to take the high ground and climbed up into the tall vehicle, grateful for his helpful hand. By the time she got in and fastened her seatbelt, she was damn near hyperventilating.
“Breathe from your belly and purse your lips as if whistling to help slow your breathing down and deepen it.”
That helped, and within a minute, she could breathe almost normally again. “Thank you.”
“You’re welcome.” He closed the door and walked around the car, getting in the driver’s seat.
“You’re driving?”
He turned toward her. “Does that bother you?” One maddening eyebrow arched in her direction.
