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My jaw drops as I stare at the man in front of me. What!? He’s taking us to Monaco?
“Leah, stop staring, get your things together. You’ll want some shorts and t-shirts, a bikini or a swimming costume. We can eat out, although there is a chef on the yacht.”
“Yacht?” My voice comes out slightly higher pitched than I expect, making me cough.
“You know I own a yacht. I prefer to stay there than in a hotel. There’s more privacy.”
My head bobs up and down as I listen to him, my heart racing. Euphoria fills my body. The girls will never believe this. I’m going to experience life on a yacht for the weekend.
“Go!” Gabriel says, and I turn tail and sprint up the stairs, his laughter following me. It’s a sound I’m getting used to.
I enter my bedroom and stop.
“Oh, boy,” I say out aloud before clamping my hand over my mouth.
Realisation hits. We’re not just going to the yacht. We’re going to be doing a lot more than just sightseeing and sunbathing. I close my eyes for a moment, my hand coming up and rubbing the place over my heart as my nerves all start firing at once. Clinical sex. Although I think we’ve gone way past that after the dining table incident. Making me come three times, no hiding under the covers. Yes, we were clothed, but I was out on display, dripping all over the tabletop.
I give myself a mental shake and look at the clock. Damn, I’ve been daydreaming for too long. I grab my small case and throw it onto the bed, taking out clothes from my drawers and wardrobe, including the dress and top I ordered from Chloe. I rush into the bathroom and grab my makeup bag and products. Throwing them in alongside the rest of my things.
Gabriel appears at the door.
“You ready?” he says, making me jump.
“All set.” I zip up the case before lowering it to the floor.
“Here, let me,” he says, taking the handle and wheeling it behind him.
Oh boy, I’m in trouble.
Gabriel calls Caleb’s driver to take us to the airport, swearing the man to secrecy. I laugh at the seriousness of the driver’s face.
“Of course, Mr Frazer. Mr Caleb is also away for the weekend. Not a word,” he says as we get out of the car.
“Thank you, Mason,” Gabriel says, surprising me by shaking his hand.
The other man grins at him. “Have a lovely weekend. I’ll pick you up on Sunday evening.”
Gabriel takes my hand and leads me across the tarmac. A beautiful woman in a uniform greets us at the plane’s entrance.
“Welcome aboard, Mr Frazer, Ms Walker,” she says, offering us a warm and generous smile. We follow her into the body of the plane. The seats are enormous, more like armchairs. The leather upholstery gleams under the cabin lights.
“Where would you like to sit?” Gabriel says, snapping me out of my daze.
“I don’t mind,” I say. “Where do you prefer?”
He motions to the twin seats on the left of the plane. A large, shiny black table in front of them. “This way, we can eat supper while we’re in the air,” he says.
I nod, stepping into the seat and moving across to the window seat. I know I shouldn’t feel disappointed when Gabriel sits in the seat opposite me rather than next to me.
“Is there anything I can get you?”
“A glass of whiskey for me... Leah?”
My head snaps up. “Er, sorry”
Gabriel chuckles, and the woman standing next to him jumps at the sound.
“What would you like to drink?” he asks, his eyes twinkling. “Champagne?”
