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Two hours until touchdown and the Pacific Ocean stretched out brilliant blue below the jet Taz stretched out his legs and blinked the sleep out of his eyes He’d fallen asleep with the brown colored contacts in, adding a weird itchiness to his eyes to go along with the pinch in his neck and the nu chairs that were not
As soon as the room came into focus, he searched the cabin for Bianca She wasn’t huddled up with Lexie, tethered as always to her laptop, or playing cards with Duke, Lash and Marko
The cockpit door opened and Bianca walked out still chuckling at soaze connected with his and the s her full pink lips froze and her eyes ide It was the first time she’d seen him since Elisa had tried to chop, wax and dye her way into the makeover torturer hall of faone froes Roht to looking like soer asshole type—exactly how Trey Alderson should appear
His hand autoer but Elisa had snipped off the waves that always fell into his face His movement must have knocked the shock out of Bianca, because her sri to the opposite side of the cabin Still, it was tight quarters and she couldn’t walk past him and still stay out of arm’s reach
But she didn’t hesitate Not his girl No, she brazened past hiht her
An electric current shot straight to his cock as soon as he wrapped his fingers around her slim wrist Her step faltered just the tiniest bit, but he clocked it Attraction, passion, anger, hunger, and want made the air sizzle around the and he could tu by what had happened in the bedroo She still wanted him as much as he wanted her
Leverage That’s what he had, and he was going to use it—just not yet
Color high in her cheeks, she pulled away from him and he didn’t try to hold her there
Bianca disappeared into the bedroom where Elisa had set up her o hide froence, she wouldn’t be able to
So sat bold as brass next to the table where his brothers were playing cards
Tah and her shoulders back, her face as serene and icy as a lance, she looked as if she didn’t give a shit that everyone on the jet thought the worst of her She played a good game, but Taz saw the cracks in her facade Her knee hadn’t stopped bobbling since they left Ft Worth, her botto it and tension had her entire body strung tight
“Oh look, Butt Chin is awake,” Duke called out, using the nicknah to grow a beard
Taz dragged his gaze away froathered around the table Too drag-ass tired to do more than that, he let his eyes drift close, but the vibration of his cell phone against his thigh stopped hi any much-needed sleep
The caller ID read: Isaac Calanced up at Tamara She lifted her chin and looked away, out theand at the deep blue below She could ignore hi to hand over aa little more information first
He pressed the talk button “That didn’t take long”