Kate turned and stared out the window. Where was he? What was taking him so long? Feeling slightly impatient, she shifted in her seat. When he’d called her and extended the invitation, she’d nearly fell off her chair. Max Gray was offering to whisk her away to Paris to explore the attraction that had been ignited that night. At first, she’d hesitated due to shock, then grew speechless, but his persistence was exactly the extra push she needed to accept. “Paris is always a good idea,” he’d said. And she didn’t doubt that sentiment whatsoever.
“Are you comfortable?” Max’s voice came from behind her and she turned around to see him standing at the back of the plane with his hands in his pockets. His imposing presence and the sheer masculinity, the power and strength that exuded from his lean form clad in black slacks and shirt took her breath away. She couldn’t help but stare at him. Sleek and gorgeous, she thought. The unruly mane of black hair that framed his rugged features and the intensity of his green eyes that could bend steel, or her, to his will left her speechless. “Its going to be the best ride of your life.”
It already was. The engines roared to life beneath her, sending a deep shudder through the hull. The plane started taxiing down the runway. He took his seat opposite her, buckled up, and gave her a slow survey from head to toe. She remained outwardly unruffled, but inside she was nervous as hell.
His eyes locked on hers. Unable to read what was in them sparked a sensation inside her that she couldn’t remember ever experiencing before. She held his gaze, as the scent of his cologne conjured up images in her mind of the sea. Like Poseidon, the god of the sea, this man possessed the ability to spur hurricanes and tornadoes within the ground of her being. Kate dug her fingers into her palm and fought to keep her nerves in check.
“That’s a beautiful outfit,” he complimented. “It suits you.”
“Thank you,” she replied demurely, feeling pleased.
“Just so you know,” he said, looking away and then slowly flickering his eyes back to hers, watching her with the slightest hint of a grin. “You won’t be wearing it for long.”