“Roger that,” he said. “I’ll be back in touch in a few.”
“We’ll meet you at the airfield.”
Razor disconnected the call and went into the bathroom where Ava was showering. He could see the lines of her drop-dead-gorgeous body through the steamy glass, and started to harden all over again.
Her eyes were closed as she wound shampoo through her long hair, and her body glistened where the water spread the lather.
“God, woman,” he growled, opening the door and joining her. He ran his hands over her slick skin, groaning again, knowing they didn’t have time to continue what they’d started earlier.
“Are you sore?” he asked. “I wasn’t exactly gentle.”
“A little,” she answered, her cheeks flushing under his intent gaze.
“Let me take care of you, baby,” he said, taking the soap from her hand and running it all over her body.
“I love the way you say that, Tabon,” she murmured, opening her eyes to gauge his reaction.
“I love the way you say my name. Especially when I’m buried deep inside you.”
He looked up at the ceiling, reminding himself again they didn’t have time for him to love on her body the way he wanted to.
He washed the soap from her neck and shoulders and then kissed each one, running his tongue up to just below her ear.
“We need to leave soon,” he murmured.
“Where are we going?” she asked with her eyes still closed, concentrating on the feel of his hands and lips.
“I’m taking you home with me.”
“When?”
“As soon as we’re done in here. We’ll pack and then leave.”
“I don’t think I ever unpacked.”
Razor smiled. “We need to get you some more clothes, baby.”
“Why?”
Yeah. Why? He’d be perfectly happy having her naked twenty-four-seven.
—:—
“Whose plane is that?” Ava asked when she looked out the window of the airfield’s terminal and saw a Bombardier.
“K19’s.”
Her father had his own plane, but it was nowhere near as big as the one they were about to board.
“Let’s go,” Tabon said, motioning for her to go ahead of him.
“This is Onyx,” he said when the pilot greeted them at the end of the jetway. “And that’s Alegria.” He pointed to
a woman about to go into the cockpit.
“We’ll be in the air a little over two hours,” Onyx said before going into the cockpit himself.
“Tabon, why—”