Page 3 of Romancing Rayne

“I know, right? Meet my husband Keane.” I stood and offered her my hand. “Lou Anne and I used to work international runs together.”

“Nice to meet you.”

“The pleasure is all mine. I always knew Rayne would catch herself a hunk. Do you have any brothers?” She added a wink, and I instantly liked Lou Anne. She had spunk for a woman who looked like she was nearing seventy.

“Afraid not.”

I caught Rayne around the middle and pulled her out of the aisle before a man with a suitcase far too large for the overhead compartments could jostle her.

“A gentleman, too. I’ll be around later, duty calls.” She gestured toward the man with the offending luggage and followed after him.

“A hunk, huh?”

Rayne rolled her eyes and settled back into her seat. “Of course, you wouldn’t miss that.”

An hour into our flight, Rayne’s eyes kept shifting around the cabin. I wasn’t sure if it was an occupational hazard or nerves. But it was something akin to torture seeing her so uncomfortable. Grateful first-class seating only allowed two to a row and a fold up armrest, I tugged Rayne over and wrapped my arm around her.

“Relax.”

“I’m trying. I don’t want to ruin this trip.”

“There’s nothing you could do to ruin anything.”

She cuddled into my side and slowed her breathing.

“Remember the first time we were in London together?”

“How could I forget?” Her arm tightened across me. “Best decision I ever made sitting down next to a handsome stranger.”

“No, the best decision was checking my ID and sending it to Mary before you’d let me take you to lunch.”

“Nope. That may’ve been my smartest one. But the best certainly was seeing you across the room and deciding to chat you up.”

“Chat me up?” I laughed.

“Well, yeah. I did most of the talking. You sat there staring at me, trying to figure out why a crazy person was talking to you.”

“No, Princess. I was devising a plan to get a sexy woman to go to the hotel with me.”

“Dog.” She gently slapped my chest. “Doubtful. I was in my airline uniform, nothing sexy about that.”

“No, but imagining what was underneath was driving me wild. And when we were in the taxi on the way to the city, I was trying as discretely as possible to adjust my cock in my pants. It was a long ride, and I was pretty sure I was going to have permanent marks from my zipper.”

“Well, it’s a good thing there were no lasting side effects.”

“It was touch and go there for a while. Especially after you kissed me. You tasted like heaven. I had never been so hard in my life from a single kiss. It was killing me. I think that’s when I started falling in love with you.”

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Rayne

I knew what Ghost was doing, and while I appreciated him, reminding me of the first time we kissed had me squirming in my seat.

“You’ve never told me that.”

“It’s the truth.” He kissed the top of my head, and I wished we were alone so he could kiss other places.

“Hmm. I don’t know if I like that all it took was me giving you a hard-on for you to fall in love,” I teased.