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When he finishes, he releases my hair, and I clean him with my tongue. He slumps back against the seat and watches me as I put his still hard penis back into his boxers, then close his pants and buckle his belt. By the time we pull into LaGuardia, I’m seated back next to Jordan, and his breathing has returned to normal.

I take my compact out of my purse and repair my smeared lip gloss. Jordan is watching me like a hawk. He hasn’t spoken since his climax, and I’m afraid I overstepped my bounds. I took control, and maybe he didn’t like that.

“Jordan? You haven’t said anything.”

“Doll, what do you want me to say?”

“Was it okay?”

“Okay? Baby, you would be naked right now if we didn’t have to catch a flight. I don’t think you’re going to need clothing this weekend, but just in case.”

He winks at me as we pull onto the tarmac. A private jet is sitting there, and the crew is waiting for us to board. Albert opens the limo door and helps me out, then goes to the trunk to retrieve our suitcases. The case that contains my new clothing is Louis Vuitton. The steward is handed a second small carry all that is also mine. I have no clue what could be inside.

Onboard, the plane is all tan leather and luxurious light wood. A small console sits in front of a long bench seat with a flat-screen television. The aircraft is large enough to seat several people, but there is only Jordan and me beside the two attendants, a uniformed man with a severe crewcut and a young woman with blonde hair in a ponytail. I’ve never been on a private plane before.

“Doll, take your seat. We’re going to be taking off soon.”

Jordan kisses me as he helps me and then sits in the chair to my left.

“Are you afraid of flying?”

“Not particularly. I usually do fine. No travel sickness, either.”

“Good. Once we get off the ground, we can move to the couch.”

I hear the plane engines rumble, and the attendants disappear as the captain prepares for takeoff. We start to move, and within minutes, we’re airborne. Jordan presses a button on his armrest, and the male attendant magically appears.

“I’m Devon. Can I get you something to drink?”

Before I can speak, Jordan makes a request, “Miss Stanford will have ice water and bring me vodka rocks.”

Devon smiles at me before he goes to prepare our drinks.

“How did you know I wanted ice water?”

“Did you want something else?”

“No. But how did you know?”

“I just did. Now let’s get comfortable on the couch.”

We sit together, and after Devon brings our drinks, he disappears again. Jordan cradles me against him and turns on the television.

“Would you like to watch something?”

“I already am.”

It’s true. I can’t stop looking at his beautiful face. His square jaw fascinates me, and I run my fingers over light blonde stubble as I trace it. Jordan sighs deeply.

“I have some work to do. Would you mind if I took out my laptop? The sooner I go over the contracts, the faster I can get done tomorrow. Come hell or high water; these will be signed by the afternoon. I want you to myself in the evening. The last thing I want is to be trapped in a room full of men all night.”

I agree. I want him to be with him. It feels like it’s been ages even though I’ve only known him a week. I’m dead tired anyway. For some reason, I didn’t sleep well the night before. I haven’t slept well all week because of the situation with Nathaniel. We haven’t talked in three days, and now I won’t see him until Monday morning if even that. I should text him at least to let him know I won’t be around all weekend.

“Jordan, I’m going to move to one of the seats. I’m exhausted, and you’re busy.”

“Doll, you can stay here. I can work with you near me. In fact, I prefer it.”

I snuggle against his shoulder, and within minutes, I’m fading off to sleep with the softness of Jordan’s shirt against my cheek and his scent in my nose.

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