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The captain's voice came across the loud speaker, "We'll be landing in Trenton, New Jersey in the next ten to fifteen minutes. The weather in Trenton is a cool 52 degrees with sunny skies. We appreciate you flying with United and look forward to serving you again in the future."
He stretched his long muscular legs, arched his back as far as he could and raised his arms above his head. Clasping his hands together, he stretched. The black T-shirt strained against his body, defining his rock hard abs, six pack stomach and well sculpted arms.
Sunlight from the small plane window glistened against his café-mocha skin, accenting his shoulder length black hair that fell loosely around his face. His coal black eyes glittered with amusement, as he heard the woman across the aisle from him let out a squeak.
He grinned smugly and thought, "Damn, it was good to be out of that hell hole and finally able to enjoy the attention of women again."
He looked over at the woman traveling with him and grinned.
"Showoff," she said, trailing her manicured nails up and down his thigh.
He shrugged his shoulders, leaned over and nipped at her neck. At first, he lazily traced hot circles with his tongue, replacing them with open mouth kisses. Then, moving slowly to her mouth, he kissed her senseless in a matter of seconds.
"Jealous?" he questioned huskily.
"Ummm…no," she moaned, a bit breathlessly. With her mind a worthless mound of mush, she felt her body reacting to the memories of the previous night.
"God," she thought, "what he does to me. I only thought Joe was a good lover, but there is no comparison."
The feelings continued to rush over her and left her panting. She would never be able to get enough of this man.
He leaned back against his seat and picked up the package that Hal had been kind enough to FedEx to him. It contained the keys to the Porsche, the remote and new security codes for the Haywood office
Hal had also included a report updating him on the current cases Rangeman was working on. There was also one very specific, very detailed report he had been waiting on.
He threw the other cases aside and picked up the report he had anxiously wanted to see. He smiled wickedly to himself. She had been busy. She was really something, a total spitfire.
He picked up the pictures that accompanied the file. She was sexy as hell. There she was in all her glory, dressed for her latest distraction job.
Flashing his 100 watt smile, he looked over at Terry, handed her the pictures and the file.
Sending shivers up her spine as he whispered in her ear, "You wanna see what my Babe's been up to?"