Without a Conscience (Book 2) by Cat Gardiner

Author:Cat Gardiner [Gardiner, Cat]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Angst, Extreme canon twisting (aka FWC), Naughty Bits (aka PWP), Not in Amazon Library, Pride and Prejudice & Related Fandoms, Sequels
ISBN: 9780997313024
Google: RDcavQEACAAJ
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Goodreads: 32602937
Publisher: Vanity & Pride Press
Published: 2016-11-22T05:00:00+00:00

14

Ooh, La, La

Blonde and playfully vixen, even if contrived, Liz squeezed into an economy seat on the upper deck of a superjumbo Airbus. After official check-in with the helpful attendant, she did a bang-up job of asking about an ex-friend of hers also flying to Paris on the same flight. The kindred spirit of the French redhead was only too happy to comply with seating her near the restrooms and bar—in the middle of the plane—on the deck above. Of course, Caroline was situated in Le Premier Class on the lower deck at the front of the plane in one of their luxurious shell suites. The champagne and caviar, not to mention the Michelin-starred menu, was as refined as the dust bags for the woman’s friggin’ Prada shoes. Bitch.

It seemed a good plan at the time of seat assignment to deliberately sit as far away from Caroline as possible. But in light of her seatmate’s stinky feet, Liz was regretting that decision. Sitting next to the shoeless man for the eight-hour journey might kill her before this ruse even began.

With the tip of her index finger, she poked at the baguette lying on the dish beside her cold chicken and remaining potato leek soup. Well, at least the bread is exemplar. Of course, it would be and so was the cheese, as stinky as the guy’s feet. She fought the urge to grab the white paper bag tucked in the pocket below the TV screen.

As much as she adored travel, she vowed to kill Darcy for this. His shit list was getting longer by the minute. So much for their plan to visit Paris and go to the opera next year. Never in a million years did she expect to go alone and certainly not for the reason of keeping her husband from having an affair. And, she definitely did not plan to travel in Voyageur class for said trip. Having grown accustomed, not to mention spoiled, by flying with him since her very first flight ever to Monaco, she never expected to sit in economy class again. Having done that for all of two hours on their first flight, it was enough. All this suffering—to catch him in the act.

Further, on the issue of his promised romantic getaway to the Florida Keys following this nightmare: he was sorely mistaken.

She resisted the impulse to scream or cry as she watched Sylvester Stallone pummel a villain’s face on the small TV screen before her. Thoughts drifted to Sly as Rambo, which of course, drifted to Darcy and Caroline. Damn, the rose-colored glasses on her face weren’t doing a blessed thing to temper her heartbreak now turning into furious anger with each passing minute of uncomfortable inactivity. She wondered if trans-Atlantic economy class did that to people in their restlessness, feeling like caged animals needing to tear at and feed on someone’s hide.

“Excuse-a-moi,” she said to the flight attendant as he bustled toward the galley. “I might could do with a little brandy, darlin.

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