Dandelion Dreams (Fleurs d'Amour Novella Book 2) by Amali Rose

Author:Amali Rose [Rose, Amali]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-02-21T16:00:00+00:00

Cassidy

I glare out the plane’s small window, listening to Mason as he talks on his cell beside me. I am frustrated as hell after we were interrupted before we even got started last night. The shrill ring of his phone interrupted us as we hustled back to the hotel room, and he was drawn into a seemingly endless parade of important calls.

I left Mason to it and took care of myself, like every woman should be able to do. But when you’ve been promised dick, and not just any dick, but the dick of all dicks, well then, a bit of porn and my BOB just didn’t cut it. Princess was not a happy pussy.

The pilot’s announcement asking us to turn off our phones and electronics sounds, and Mason ends his call, lifting his ass slightly so he can pocket his phone.

Since we are flying home on a Saturday, he is dressed casually, and this is the first time I have seen him out of business wear. His legs are encased in a pair of old worn-in faded jeans, that mould to his ass perfectly. And yeah, I was totally checking him out. His outfit is completed with a black Foo Fighters t-shirt that stretches over his broad shoulders, and a pair of black Chucks. The shirt gives me an opportunity to examine his ink, and my eyes trace over the intricate swirls of the tribal design that covers his forearm. The claws of what looks to be some kind of bird peeks out from under his sleeve, and I find myself wishing I could reach over and yank it up to see what he has hiding underneath. Basically, he looks sexy as fuck, and thoughts of joining the mile-high club are playing across my mind, when his deep voice interrupts me.

“I’m sorry about last night.” His face holds nothing but sincerity. “It was fucking bad timing. This Thompson guy is a pain in my ass. If this account wasn’t going to generate so much income for the company, I wouldn’t be putting up with all his shit.”

Mason’s eyes are tired, and I reach up and stroke my hand along his cheek. He leans into my touch, closing his eyes.

“He sounds like a bit of a cock muncher.” His eyes pop open at my statement, and I can see the humor they hold.

“A cock muncher?”

“Well nobody likes a cock muncher, yeah? Those things require a certain finesse, and teeth are generally frowned upon.”

His laugh is loud and wonderful, making me tingle in all the good places. He doesn’t laugh much, and that thought makes me sad. I make a promise to myself to change that.

“How much sleep did you get last night, Sunshine? You look tired.”

“Not much. I think it was after two by the time I finished dealing with shit. It was too late to bother you, so I jerked off, had a couple of drinks, and then turned in.”

“Me too! Well, I drank first and then flicked the bean, ‘cause that shit makes me sleepy.

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