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Fairbanks I simply must indulge in before I leave?”
    Sue’s smile broadened. “I’m certain you could find some…irresistible indulgences you haven’t tried.”
    Emery allowed herself a lengthy perusal of the blonde’s curvaceous figure, starting with the navy fuck-me heels and working her way up toned calves to her short navy uniform skirt hugging firm thighs. Her matching blazer hugged her hourglass waist and ample breasts. The airline uniform was nicer than most, but she’d have much preferred a shirt that displayed a little more cleavage than the formal collared standard. “What’s your schedule like, tour guide?”
    Sue glanced up at the wall clock beside the gate that read ten thirty a.m. “I don’t get off until six.” She glanced around, but the gate area was empty except for a native couple sitting too far away to hear them. “I do get an hour break at noon, and I know a place to go.”
    “Do you now?”
    “The staff uses some rooms onsite during weather emergencies.” Sue blatantly ogled Emery the same way she had just been assessed and licked her lips. “Soft cots and lockable doors.”
    “I can feel an emergency coming on.”
    “Oh, most definitely…uh…” Sue stammered and a grin tugged at her mouth. “Can I have your name?”
    “Emery Lawson.”
    “Emery. Nice.” Sue started typing into her computer. She frowned when she read whatever she’d called up, then tried something else. Another frown. “The first couple of flights out are full,” she muttered under her breath as she continued to type. After another minute, she grinned. “Mike Sweeney has an open spot this afternoon at four. He’s a freelancer, flying a charter for a family of six. Did you want to book one-way or round trip?”
    “One-way. And the four o’clock flight is great.” She laid her credit card and ID on the counter.
    Sue started transferring the information into her computer. “Can’t say as I’m not a little disappointed you won’t be coming back this way.”
    “Oh, I didn’t say that.”
    Sue stopped typing and looked up expectantly.
    “I like to keep my options open, so when I find something worth revisiting, I can act on that impulse,” she said.
    “In that case,” Sue printed out the boarding pass and handed it to Emery, along with her credit card, “meet me back here at noon, and I’ll see what I can do to stir up those…impulses.”
     
    *
     
    “No. Not at all obvious what you’ve been doing,” Emery mumbled to herself as she tried to hand-comb her hair. She wished she hadn’t already checked her bag so she could change clothes and fix her tousled hair. Her jeans were fine, but her frenzied encounter with Sue had wrinkled her high-collared, blue cotton shirt and left an obvious hickey just below her ear. She zipped up her black leather jacket to cover the worst and headed to the gate area.
    Sue had at least thrown her clothes over a chair while they fucked, so her uniform had survived better, but the afterglow of orgasm shone on her face, all the more obvious as she cast hungry eyes in Emery’s direction when she spotted her.
    Five dark-skinned natives waited to one side in folding chairs—an older man and woman, and three children, from about ten to late teens. Clearly the family who had chartered her flight. They glanced Sue’s way when she spoke on the gate intercom.
    “The Bettles charter is ready to depart, ladies and gentlemen. I’ll take your boarding passes if you’ll step this way.”
    Emery lingered to be last in line so she could say a few parting words, but Sue spoke up first.
    “You have my number. I hope you’ll use it if you get back this way.”
    “I have good reason to. We’ll see what the fates hold.” Emery put her hand over Sue’s as she swiped the boarding pass over the gate scanner. “Thanks for an unforgettable…” She sought the right word and chuckled at the one that came into her head. “Layover.”
    Sue laughed, too. “I won’t forget you,