The Playboy's Redemption (The Mackenzies) by Fraser Diana

Author:Fraser, Diana [Fraser, Diana]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: Bay Books
Published: 2013-11-28T18:30:00+00:00

CHAPTER SEVEN

Twenty-four hours later…

Susie’s quick gaze swept around the aircraft. It was full with commuters. She pulled out her laptop and pushed her bag under the seat.

“You surprise me, Mac.”

James turned to her, amused. “Good. I don’t like women to be able to anticipate my every move.”

“Usually I can, but this? A standard commuter flight to Wellington? Where’s the charter jet, where’s the helicopter? I didn’t think the Mackenzies ever did anything normal like fly on scheduled flights.”

“You were very clear about your expectations. No special treatment, you said. Normal business.”

“I did. But I didn’t expect you to listen, let alone agree.”

“I don’t agree, as it happens. Trouble was, there weren’t any charters I could get hold of. Besides, it’s good to see how the other half lives.” He tried to stretch his long legs out but was constrained by the seat in front of him. “Even if it’s only to remind myself why I never do it.” He winced. “Is it always this crowded?”

“Yes, it is.” She opened her laptop. “Now I suggest we talk about business. It’ll get your mind off the fact that you’re rubbing shoulders with the masses.”

“So thoughtful.”

“Okay.” She opened a document. “As you know, we planted merlot, cabernet sauvignon, malbec and cabernet franc on the higher points of the site. Merlot plays to Waiheke’s strengths but we need to continue to develop the cabernet sauvignon.”

He didn’t speak and she glanced at him. He was resting back in his seat, watching her. She sighed with irritation. How come this man, who she doubted had ever traveled on a scheduled flight before, could look so damn cool and comfortable?

“You’re not concentrating, are you?”

He frowned, a small smile playing on his lips. “Yes, but not on what you’re saying.”

“Mac!”

“I can’t help it. You’re looking very beautiful this morning. I like that shirt.” He smoothed his forefinger down the length of her arm. “What is it? Some kind of silk?”

She shook her head. “I don’t know. I doubt it. The local mall doesn’t usually sell silk.”

“Ah.” He nodded. “That’s why I didn’t recognize it.” He smiled guilelessly and sat back in his seat.

“You were right.” Susie couldn’t help but grin when she saw him focus rapidly. “Ah, that got your attention, didn’t it?”

“Of course. I’m always interested to know when someone believes me to be in the right. I’m right about so many things, what is it you’re referring to?”

“We need to improve our catering facilities.”

“Yes, we do. Guy can help with that. He could also help with importing grapes from Marlborough to increase the variety and quantity, if we think that’s the way to go. Although I’m not so sure.”

“Me neither. New machinery, yes. Improved catering, yes. But let’s keep the wine-making to those grapes we grow on the island. We can do well using only our own.” Susie clicked open a spreadsheet. “You see, I’ve got the production schedules and projections for the next few years here. This column shows the volume of grapes we anticipate

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