Page 20 of Silver Fox Puck

I have zero reason to still be thinking about last night.

It was fun. A damn good time. Hot as hell. But that’s all it was.

So why does my pulse still spike when I close my eyes and picture the way his mouth moved over my skin?

I scowl, shaking the thought loose.

Nope. Not going there.

Flight mode engaged. Focus.

Once we’re up in the air, I push a bag into the overhead bin a passenger had accessed and left open. I click the bin closed with more force than necessary, adjusting my navy blazer before spinning on my heel.

Across the aisle, my coworker, Talia, watches me with a knowing smirk.

I already hate whatever she’s about to say.

"You’re in a mood," she sing-songs, leaning against the beverage cart.

I raise a brow. "I’m always in a mood."

Talia snorts. "Yeah, but this one’s different. You’re all…" She waves a hand at me, eyes narrowing. "Tense."

Tense? No.

I’m fine.

Totally fine.

"Not tense," I say, adjusting my collar. "Focused."

She gives me a flat look. "Kenzie, last week we had a guy order a margarita mid-flight, and you spent ten minutes pretending to be his bartender, complete with a napkin flip and an imaginary salt rim."

"That was good customer service."

"That was boredom," she counters, crossing her arms. "But today? Not even a single flirt session? No winking at the guy in 14C? No making up fake backstories for the passengers?"

I sigh, pursing my lips.

Dammit. She’s right. I am off my game. And we both know it.

Talia’s eyes narrow slightly, studying me. Then, she grins. "Ohhh. This is about a man, isn’t it?"

"Absolutely not."

"Liar."

I press my lips together, shoving past her toward the galley. "I don’t do the whole ‘lingering thoughts’ thing. That’s your territory, not mine."

Talia follows, undeterred. "So, it was good then."

I reach for a stack of napkins. "What was?"

She scoffs. "The sex, Kenz. Come on, I know that look. That’s not a regret look. That’s an I’m-still-feeling-it-in-my-thighs look."

I glare at her, but my mouth twitches. "Jesus, Talia."

She grins, clearly enjoying herself. "What? I’m right, aren’t I?"

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