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their business, he’d now be broke.
     Without a cent to claw his way back. And clawing his way back was exactly what he
     intended on doing, starting with landing the lucrative Kaluna Resorts campaign.
    He’d almost lost everything when Reeve had fleeced their company. Lost his dignity,
     his cash, and his reputation in an industry where he’d been on top for years. Landing
     Kai Kaluna would go a long way to restoring his professional name. And prove to everyone,
     including his dad, that no one or nothing could stop him.
    He shouldn’t have splurged on upgrading his airline ticket—who knew how much of his
     personal cash stash he’d need to use to fund his new advertising company?—but he’d
     had enough shitty luck lately to last a lifetime, and the prospect of a little recreation
     of the horizontal kind with Allegra called for drastic measures.
    Worth every cent to be holed up with her in a private first-class compartment with
     the airline’s specialty romance package thrown in. It was also guaranteed to change
     his luck.
    He gave Allegra a good five minutes’ head start, and waited until she’d boarded before
     following at a sedate pace. As he handed over his boarding pass, walked along the
     air-bridge, and smiled at the flight attendant welcoming him aboard, he wished he’d
     had time to make a stop at the pharmacy.
    That one condom in his wallet wouldn’t be nearly enough for an eight-hour flight and
     what he wanted to do with Allegra.
    …
    Allegra relaxed into the butter-soft cream leather of her first-class seat and sighed.
     She often traveled business class for work, but the compartment Flint had booked on
     this commercial flight made that look like coach on a budget airline.
    She loved the wide armchair, with enough legroom to stretch, wiggle her toes, and
     hit nothing. And a flat-screen TV promised a host of nonstop, top-notch entertainment
     for the flight. But the best feature was a sliding door, ensuring privacy from the
     rest of the privileged passengers.
    The only thing she didn’t like was the matching empty seat beside her.
    She’d heard about these first-class compartments on the latest whiz-bang planes. Privacy
     assured, with seats that converted into a queen-size bed. No surprise that Flint had
     booked it for their honeymoon. It fit with his high profile: everything done with
     practiced extravagance.
    A sliver of sorrow pierced her pragmatism as she wondered what it would be like to
     share this intimate space with someone important. She’d thought that person would
     be Flint, but it wasn’t to be. Guess she should be grateful he hadn’t canceled the
     seat before the devastating call from her farm client had come through and she’d had
     to utilize it anyway.
    “Champagne, madam?”
    Allegra smiled her thanks at the flight attendant as she accepted a flute. “Yes, please.”
    She needed a drink. Fast. Needed something to take the edge off. Sadly, as she sipped
     the expensive champagne and the bubbles tickled her throat, she knew an alcohol injection
     wouldn’t ease what was bugging her.
    Damn that cocky Aussie.
    Even now, fifteen minutes since she’d walked away from him and boarded the plane,
     she couldn’t forget the buzz. The way he’d teased her. Held her. Kissed her. Damn,
     she wanted more. With a ferocity that defied logic.
    Sex with Flint had been nice. Yet in less than five minutes at that bar, Jett had
     made her want to rip her clothes off, shove him against the nearest wall, and clamber
     all over him.
    Which made her wonder. Had she sold herself short in accepting a lackluster sex life
     in exchange for a stable relationship with infinite business possibilities? At the
     time she’d thought it had been sensible to marry for friendship and work. Had pretended
     Flint’s staid, bordering-on-repressed antics in the bedroom didn’t bother her. Lights
     out, missionary position, once a week like clockwork, had seemed a small price to
     pay for a