Authors: Jaye Peaches
Her clenched hand drew his attention and he wrapped his over the top, slotting his fingers between hers.
“Good view?” he asked, peering over her shoulder.
“Not yet, cloudy,” she said. “Soon we’ll see the Atlantic Ocean. We’re over Ireland at the moment.”
“No regrets?” he asked. A question he had posed to her many times since that fateful Friday.
“No,” she said firmly. “And don’t ask again!”
He smiled and leaning towards her, kissed her cheek. “Just checking, beauty.”
“It was a joint decision, Rick,” she said, turning away from the window to face him. “A new life in Canada.”
“I’m just… crazy about you, Leah, and that you would give up everything for me,” he said, smiling.
“I sold my shares in the company and now we have the money to do whatever we wish. I will design dresses, perhaps start up my own little business and you can drive your taxi—Vancouver is perfect. We’ll buy that little cabin in the mountains to retreat to on weekends and you can breathe in fresh air and say good-bye to your asthma.”
“I know.” He squeezed her hand tight. “I love hearing your plans. All being well, if I can get this asthma under control, they might let me join the police.”
“Our plans.” Leah chewed her lip. “They won’t come after us, will they?”
“Leah, I kept quiet about my past. I could have blabbed to the police about why those gangsters came after us, but I didn’t. They have been locked up for assault and will be sent packing back to Sicily eventually. With fortune on our side, nobody will bother with me. I’m just a lowly henchman.”
“Not any longer,” she reminded him. “You have new responsibilities.”
“I do,” he said.
The stewardess halted by their seats. “Drinks? Gin? Wine? Or a fruit juice?”
Leah went to open her mouth for a glass of wine and caught Rick’s raised eyebrow; she pouted at him and then ordered an orange juice. “Spoilsport,” she muttered to Rick.
“It’s a long flight and you don’t want to get dizzy,” he said pointedly. “And remember what I told you before we boarded?”
Leah squirmed in her seat. “Of course.”
“That if you were naughty and didn’t do as you were told, I would spank you,” he whispered the last words close to her ear.
Leah clutched her hands in her lap, blushing pink. “I might,” she said slowly, “forget.”
Rick shook his head at her, his hazel eyes bright under the strip lighting of the cabin, the chocolate hair brushed close to his face. No sign of the terrible blueness; instead his rich skin tone held sway, he was alive and sitting next to her.
“I have to go to the toilet,” she said sweetly.
Rick stood up to let her out and then followed her down the aisle. She swished her hips at him as she ambled past the other passengers. Reaching the cubicle door, she opened it. She recognised his expression; it made her tingle inside, seeing him look so serious and amused at the same time. Her belly began to flip-flop excitedly and he gave her a small nudge, pushing her into the cubicle.
“What!” she exclaimed quietly as he shut the door behind them both.
“Perhaps you need a reminder, Miss Leah.”
The End
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More Stormy Night Books by Jaye Peaches
Taught to Serve
Though she is both beautiful and intelligent, Casey has bounced from one job to another as a result of her failure to truly apply herself. As she sits on a park bench crying after yet another dismissal, things show no sign of changing anytime soon… until a passing stranger sees the tears in her eyes and comes to her rescue. The handsome, smartly dressed man by the name of Robert informs her that he is in need of a personal assistant and she might be a good fit.
Casey soon learns that her new boss will be a demanding one, and insufficient attention to detail will earn her a trip over his knee for a bare bottom spanking. To her surprise, Rob’s firm discipline only increases her attraction to him, and their relationship quickly grows into a passionate romance. She finds that Rob can be just as firm a boyfriend as he is a boss, but even as he teaches her to submit to him completely he also shows her pleasure—and love—beyond anything she has known before.
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