Chapter 7 - Temptation

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What?

"Why not?" He frowns.

Yeah, Samaya, why not?

"Because I don't want to"

I put my hands on my lap and say "I'm not going to your place with you," I tell him. "I don't know you. You're a stranger. You might be a serial killer."

He shifts in his seat and looks at me

He's got me there. "It is, but you're not exactly selling me with the serial-killer shit."

"I'm not a serial killer, I promise."

"Said the serial killer before he slit my throat open."

He throws his head back, laughing loudly.

A smile pushes onto my lips. His laugh is incredibly contagious.

"Where do you live?" I ask him.

He stops laughing and cocks a brow. "Chelsea. It's in London."

Chelsea...nice area.

I ponder his offer for a moment. Can I really do this?

Well, you don't exactly have much time left to live, and it's not like you have a line of men offering to do this.

"Okay," I say.

"Okay?" he repeats. He sounds a little surprised, which is odd, considering this guy's high level of confidence.

"I'll go back to your place with you, so we can...well, you can"-I gesture a hand to his face and then my crotch-"do that."

Seriously, what is wrong with me?

A hot smile spreads across his gorgeous mouth. "Glad to hear it."

He hands me back my diary .

Taking it, I shut it close and put it along with my pen back in my bag.

Picking up the Reed Airways (Reed Enterprises) brochure, which is still in my lap, I cross my legs and open it up just for the sake of having something to do.

And the first thing I see is Jason.

Literally.

There's a photo of him in the magazine.

"Hey, there's a photo of you..." The words die on my tongue when I actually take in the foreword.

Holy shit.

"You're Jason Reed?" My own voice is like a dull thud in my head. "As in, the owner of Reed Airways? And a bazillion other companies."

I'm staring at him. He's staring at me.

Then, his lips lift at the corner. "Well, I don't own a bazillion companies. But, yeah, I am Jason Reed."

"Oh God," I groan, covering my face with my hands. "I kiss-attacked the guy who owns this plane."

I hear Jason's deep chuckle, and then he tugs my hands from my face, forcing me to look at his face.

"It's not a big deal."

"It's so a big deal. I kiss-attacked Jason Reed," I repeat, groaning again.

"Groan like that again and I'll kiss you senseless right here right now"

My eyes bug out of my head. "You can't do that!" I whisper back, shocked.

He levels me with a look. "I own the plane. I can do whatever the fuck I want."

"And just so you know, you kissing me was the sexiest thing that's ever happened to me."

I'm still wobbly over his prior comment, but I manage to slide him a look. "I guess you don't get out much then."

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