It's been a year of billionaires, so I couldn't let the clock strike twelve without adding my own sexy billionaire:
This handsome hunk got himself on the front page of a British tabloid.
My heroine, Kacie Bennett, says it all in Come Fly with Me :
“Can you ask him to autograph his picture, Steph,” the redhead continued. “Pretty please?”
“Why don’t you ask Miss Bennett?” the attendant said, nodding toward Kacie and making her cringe. The woman was trying to make her feel uneasy. Why? “She’s a guest of Mr. Chantiers.”
The redhead’s eyes popped, then she smiled at Kacie. “Well, aren’t you lucky. Is he really the sexiest man alive?” she had to ask.
Kacie winced. “What did you call him?”
“The Daily Sneek dubbed him the sexiest man alive. His picture is splashed all over the front page.” She winked and handed her the scandal sheet.
Kacie’s eyes popped. It was him all right. There, sprawled on the cover of the glossy gossip sheet was the gorgeous hottie who bought her a ticket home. The man’s charisma grabbed her, as bold and sexy on paper as he was in person. The paparazzi had caught his hard, muscled body in a candid shot somewhere on a white, sandy beach. Shoulders so broad they spilled off the page, his naked chest glistening with sea spray, his abs tighter than a clamshell.
And a come-hither grin that would have any woman crawling on her knees to get close to him. His brooding black eyes stared straight into the camera as if daring the photographer to take the shot.
And she had to sit next to him for the whole flight, squirming in her seat, wild feelings stirring within her. Smell his woodsy scent, dream about unbuttoning his silk shirt and running her fingers up and down his muscular bronze chest. It would be pure hell not to let her fingers wander over the armrest and grab his sleeve, feel his forearm tighten under her touch. She’d fooled herself into believing she could handle it.
She was in dangerous territory with a man this powerful and, God help her, this sexy. She’d only get hurt. That didn’t change how she felt. She wanted to taste his lips, lose herself in his kiss, his body strong and warm against hers.
Kacie groaned inwardly as she followed the flight attendant up the winding stairs toward the first class cabin. With each step, her heart pounded louder in her ears. Mr. GQ was waiting there for her. The memory of the moment he held her gaze with his piercing dark eyes lingered within her like sweet, dark molasses on a stick. He wasn’t a soufflé that needed more sugar or a vichyssoise choking with chives. He was the hunkiest piece of beefsteak she was ever going to meet in her life. A fantasy she’d always dreamed about experiencing with a stunningly handsome man, but never would back home in Forgotten Valley.
Her case of the jitters just got worse. She wondered how she was going to handle being that close to him, inhaling him for the pure joy of it, her body aching for something she could never have.
Her New Year’s Eve sucked.
Ready to pop the champagne and welcome in 2015...here we go!!!!!!!!
Come Fly with Me is about a bad boy billionaire who hooks up with a lonely good girl on New Year’s Eve at 30,000 feet in the air where…
Anything can happen.
Happy New Year!!
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