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My knees buckle, and Jet’s eyes land on my throat before they slide up to my face.
“Remember you’re here as my father’s guest, Miss Roberts. I suggest you watch your mouth.”
I don’t have time to fire back a response before he strides out of the room, leaving the scent of masculine sweat in the air.
My eyes travel to the crumpled carton on the counter and the unused glass beside it. I pick up the glass and put it back in the cabinet. I won’t be needing it. I’ve no intention of using it now that I know it riles Jet up so much. Because something about the way his blue eyes glimmered with a hint of danger in them has me intrigued. It’s a bad idea to push him. Every instinct I have tells me it’s a bad idea.
But I know I’ll do it again.
And enjoy every second.
Chapter 5
Jet
The Silver Estate ismagnificent in all its sprawling acres of glory. I shove my hands into my suit pants as I walk alongside Logan Rich through the ornamental gardens.
“Thank you for meeting here,” he says. “Things have been pretty busy, it’s hard to schedule time away.”
I scan the large stately home to the left of us that houses the Silver distillery’s main offices. I’d heard Logan was helping run things here while the owner is away serving a jail sentence.
“No problem. Thank you for meeting with me.”
“He’ll be out soon,” Logan says, following my eyes to the main house. “I’ll be moving back to the family business with my father full time again. Dax won’t need me here anymore.”
I admire Logan’s loyalty. It’s why I was so eager to tie down this meeting. And why I’m meeting with Logan and not his father, Leonard Rich. The two men runtheir design business together, but I’m told when it comes to any of their biofuel lines, Logan is the one to speak to.
“I’ll miss this part, though.” Logan tips his head toward the crowd of people spilling over the lawn near the house. “It’s fun hosting open days. Some people cannot hold their drinks at the tasting sessions.” He chuckles.
“I can imagine.” My gaze flits to the activities on the lawn briefly and then come back to rest on his face. “So, the aircraft engines. I’m told the first ones will be ready to be rolled out soon?”
“They will. One hundred percent biofuel. We’re the first company to design ones that work. And they can fly more hours than a standard jet engine before needing maintenance.”
I hear Hayden’s voice inside my head singing with joy over how many hundreds of thousands of dollars this will potentially save Atlantic Airways’ US operation.
“So I’m told. And I understand the refit has been going smoothly for the first test aircraft.”
“You’ve done your research, Mr. Grant.”
“When it’s to do with the future of Atlantic Airways, I’ll do anything and everything,” I counter, earning myself a chuckle from Logan even though it wasn’t supposed to be amusing.
“I’m not sure why you’re here, though. No offense.”
“I want to buy your engines,” I state flatly.
“So does every other airline in the world.” Logan shrugs with the easy confidence of a man who knows he has the market eating out of his palm.
“Atlantic Airways isn’t every other airline. It’stheairline,” I reply coolly.
Logan faces me, studying me as his lips curl up. “The first batch is tied into a contract. But you strike me as someone who already knows this.”
I nod, holding his eyes as he chuckles again.
“Your flights are great; I’ll give you that. And your planes…” He whistles with a gleam in his eye that only someone with a true love of engineering and design would get. “They’re some of the best in the world. But like I said… The first batch is contracted. I wish I could help.”
It’s what I expected. He’s a man of his word. If I’d walked into this meeting and managed to easily negotiate him into breaking his previous contract to work with me instead, then it would have set alarm bells ringing.
I only work with people I can trust.
