Page 14 of Mile High Addiction

On the one hand, Bethany was relieved that his frosty anger had receded, but he was back to his sexily lethal self, and as she glanced at him and saw his narrow-eyed gaze on her, she knew relief was the last thing she should be feeling.

The last space he showed her blew her clean away.They stood at the nearest point to the nose of the plane where a panoramic window revealed a clear one-hundred-and-eighty-degree view.Since they were only an hour into their trip and clear of the clouds below, all Bethany could see was pure blue sky.She leaned against the railing in front of her and stretched up on her toes to get a better look.

“Wow,” she breathed.

He leaned in behind her, his hands on either side of hers on the railing.He caged her in, just as he’d done in his office, and her breath stalled in her throat as he moved in close.

“I’ll bring you up here in a few hours just before the sun goes down,” he said in a low voice, which pulsed with dark, sultry promise even when he wasn’t saying anything sexual.“It’s incredible to see the twilight sky as the stars come out.”

She’d heard Keely go ape-shit over some actor’s voice, but Bethany had never experienced sexual arousal for that reason.Until now.She felt a low drag in her stomach and wished he would keep speaking so she could melt in his voice.

“I’d… I’d really like that.”

“Good.”They stayed like that for several minutes, watching the view in warm silence as the jet raced east.With her every breath, she became more and more caught up in his scent, in the essence of Zach Savage and the incredible things his aura did to her.

“I didn’t mean to pry into your life earlier.”He stopped and she felt him shake his head.“No, scratch that.I meant to do exactly that.”

“Why?”she asked.

“Because I want to know every single detail about you, Bethany.I won’t apologize if that seems excessive or forward; it’s the truth.”

Her breath caught and her grip on the railing tightened.She felt as if she were swaying even though she didn’t move.“You really don’t believe in sugar-coating your words, do you?”

“There’s no room for ambivalence in my life.I’m required to make huge decisions every day.I can’t afford to mince my words.”

“But surely that applies in your business life, not your private one?”she asked, still unable to move from where he’d imprisoned her.

He moved closer still, until his pelvis brushed against her ass.Heat flushed through her.She looked down at their hands, her delicate ones next to his strong and powerful grip.So close and yet not touching.

“When it comes right down to it, the same principles apply in all areas of my life.I won’t mislead you into thinking this is something more or less than it is or will ever be.I want you.I intend to have you and I’ll do whatever it takes to achieve that goal, including finding out everything I can about you.You can help by answering my questions.”

“You know, you could simply say that you’d like to get to know me, and let this thing evolve more naturally.”

His small exhalation of breath told her he was chuckling.She kept her gaze focused forward.They might have met only a short time ago, but she already knew a smiling Zachary Savage was lethal to her senses.

“Indeed.And it was what I intended to do at the end of the tour.But then the subject of sex came up.I haven’t been able to think of anything else since.”

“I guess I understand how that could derail the best intentions.”

He laughed, a low, rich, gorgeous sound that shot heat straight to her core.His fingers gripped the railing tighter, then he eased his hands closer to hers.

But still he didn’t touch her.There was something about the delayed gratification of that move that made her insides clench.

“So, have dinner with me tonight.”

Before she could respond, she heard voices as a group entered the sky-viewing area.

Zachary stiffened and she heard his low growl just before he stepped away.

Sucking in a long-denied full breath, she turned, careful to keep her hold on the railing because of her decidedly shaky legs.

The first group included a sultan or sheikh of some sort if the attire he wore was a guess.He was accompanied by four women ranging from early to mid-twenties.Each woman was dressed in stunning designer gear with priceless jewelry and impeccable make up.And they all pandered to him as if they worshipped the ground he walked on.

“He’s the son of a sultan.Those are his wives,” Zach murmured as the women caught their first glimpse of the sky and giggled excitedly.

Bethany barely stopped her face from contorting into a grimace.“Right, because why have one wife when four will do?”

Striking grey eyes latched onto hers, deadly serious in their intensity.“Rest assured, I’m a one-woman man, Bethany.As long as I have your word that you’re a one-man woman, we won’t have a problem.Because I will devote my every waking moment to ensuring your pleasure so you don’t have to look elsewhere for it.Do I have your word?”

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