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spanned across the evening sky. “I know, me too,” he said in a deep voice as smooth and as sexy as his swagger, and then he released her arm.

    “I’m sorry. What?” Her words came out dull, dazed.
    “I meant, I was lost in thought too.” His eyes roved her frame. A pink short-sleeved sweater hugged round, perky breasts and dipped low. “You look familiar. Have we met?” He had seen those fiery brown eyes before.
    “I don’t think so. I would remember you,” she said, her voice springing to life as she tilted her head, exposing a long slender neck.
    He grinned and arched a brow. Hmm.
    The tips of their fingers grazed each other as she handed the magazine to him. “I didn’t mean to take the magazine.” The sensation of her touch hit him in the gut. “Do you work here?” she asked.
    He kept his eyes glued to her. Her curvy, fit frame was familiar too. “Nope. I don’t work here.” Pondering her acquaintance, his eyes scanned her face. He imagined rummaging his fingers through her straight dark hair and then fondling naked, tawny-colored flesh. A rogue tongue skittered across his lips as he entertained the thought of capturing full, pouty, glossed lips with his. “I never forget a face. Are you sure we haven’t met before?”
    She squinted and then paused before speaking. “I’m pretty certain we haven’t,” she replied.
    “That’s a shame. You’re beautiful.” Like a bolt of lightning, the memory struck him. He remembered where they had met.
    Her broad smile faded when a flight attendant’s voice filled the air. “Thank you. Sorry, but I have to go. My flight’s boarding.” Frantically, she turned away and fled. He watched her slip into the crowd, and then she was gone.

    Ashley didn’t head back to the terminal immediately. She had been too shaken. She ducked into the restroom, locked herself in the first empty stall, back pressed against the cold tile wall. A hand to her chest, she waited for her breathing to calm. She had never been so awe-stricken by a man, a stranger at that. He called me beautiful. She gulped oxygen into her lungs and opened the stall door.
    By the time she reached the gate, first-class and business-class passengers had been boarded.
    “Now boarding passengers seated in zone four.” The perky blond behind the counter placed the handset into the cradle.
    Ashley weaved through the hoard of people assembled at the gate.
    “I was worried you wouldn’t be back in time. We’re boarding next.” Kerrigan stood. “Hello, are you here with me?” Kerrigan waved her hand in Ashley’s face.
    “Hmm?”
    “Ash, you okay?”
    “Yeah, I’m fine. It’s nothing.”
    “Now boarding passengers seated in zone five,” the flight attendant said.
    “That’s us.” Kerrigan tugged Ashley’s arm. “I know you. Something’s up.”
    Ashley didn’t plan to tell Kerrigan about the sex god in the gift shop. There was no point. “I’m just a little nervous about flying. I’ll be fine.”
    Thirty minutes into the flight, passengers began moving about the cabin, some headed to the restroom while others visited with neighbors. A pale-faced, red-haired boy stood in the aisle with his mother and played with a red and white toy airplane. Kerrigan had fallen asleep.
    Ashley swiped the screen of her iPad and stared blankly at the words of a client’s proposal she had planned to read. She could fool Kerrigan, but she couldn’t fool herself. Her mind returned to the man whom she had met in the gift shop. He was beautiful. Folding the protective cover over the device, she tucked the tablet into her bag. She closed her eyes, remembering how his deep gray eyes returned admiration and the tingle that ran up her spine. Suddenly she felt a presence hover near.
    A slight caress on her forearm jarred her from her musing. The toy plane the red-haired boy played with had rubbed against her arm. Ashley smiled and closed her eyes again, returning to her bawdy thoughts of the mysterious man.