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that okay with you?”
    I held my breath at the tense silence that ensued, relaxing only when Nikki said, “Sure. If you don’t mind, that would be great.”
    The woman smiled. “Then no problem. You two have fun.”
    “Thank you very much,” I said before plopping into the seat next to Nikki.
    I didn’t look at her, however. Instead, I got my headphones out, plugged them in, stuck the buds in my ears, got comfortable, and closed my eyes. I could feel her gaze on me and wanted to look at her so fucking bad. But part of me was kind of annoyed, and not just at her.
    I wasn’t one to chase after a woman who didn’t want me, so what the hell was I doing?
    Then again, I’d felt for myself how much Nikki wanted me. I just had to figure out what had caused her to back off, but I could do that after we took off.
    The next thing I knew, I heard the flight attendant offering someone in front of me a cocktail. Obviously I’d slept through take off and we were now at cruising altitude. Figuring I’d given Nikki a sufficient taste of her own medicine, I opened my eyes. And cursed.
    She was curled against the window with her eyes closed. Her lips were slightly open, she was snoring softly, and her red hair was in messy curls around her face.
    She looked fucking adorable, even more so when she mumbled something in her sleep.
    Narrowing my eyes, I leaned in closer, almost certain I’d heard her say my name, but not sure if I’d just imagined it. A minute later, it came.
    “Tucker.” It was just the wispiest of sounds.
    But it hit me like a punch in the gut.
    I stared at her for a few minutes.
    With a sigh, I closed my eyes, again settling myself into my chair. But this time, I splayed my legs out a bit so that my leg lightly brushed against one of hers. With that comforting connection, I drifted asleep again.
     
    * * *
     
    Six hours into our seven-hour flight, I woke up barely able to believe it. Obviously, I’d been more wasted by playing on the road than I’d thought. What was even more unbelievable? Nikki was still dead to the world. Once again, I found myself just staring at her. What was it about her that had me so intrigued?
    Yeah, she was gorgeous, and before she’d clammed up, she’d seemed like she knew how to have fun. But that wasn’t something new for me. Rock groupies are women who excel at the fine art of partying, but that usually comes with a lot shrieking and, let’s face it, not a whole lot of challenge. Plus, I never really knew what I was getting with a groupie, mentally or physically; I’d spent more time than I cared to admit fishing lost hair extensions out of my couch cushions or the bunks in my trailer. I’d spent even more time having to shake women who wrongly concluded a night in the sack meant anything more than it was.
    But that wasn’t Nikki.
    The woman was confident, snarky, and sexy as all get out, but she was also pure class, even when she was letting me finger her to orgasm in an airport bathroom. I wanted to spend more time with her once we arrived in the City of Lights but I also wasn’t going to keep putting myself out there. If she wasn’t interested in seeing more of me, I wasn’t going to push it.
    Thirty minutes later, the pilot asked the flight crew to prepare for landing. People started talking and shifting about, but Nikki still didn’t move. Frowning, I reached out and gently shook her arm, thinking she hadn’t been kidding when she’d referred to herself as a cobbler working on her shoe designs all night. The girl had obviously been running herself ragged.
    “Nikki,” I said softly.
    She moaned and pouted, then blinked her eyes open. When she saw me gazing at her, she smiled and said, “Hi.”
    I couldn’t help smiling back at her. “The plane’s landing, princess.”
    She blinked a couple more times, then sat up. “Oh my God. I actually slept through the whole flight? I’m so sorry!”
    I shrugged. “It’s okay. You obviously needed the sleep. I guess