Honeymoon Bite (Golden Vampires of Tuscany) by Hamilton Sharon

Author:Hamilton, Sharon [Hamilton, Sharon]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Published: 2011-12-24T16:00:00+00:00

She spotted Marcus’s long, lanky form while he leaned against the Ferrari, a cappuccino balanced in one hand. She parked the bomber by itself in a deserted area, not knowing how long they would be gone. She wanted to protect the car.

She wasn’t going to kiss Marcus and make a scene, but she saw in his eyes that he expected some display, so she ran headlong into him, causing him to juggle the coffee without spilling it on either of them or the car. He felt warm and hard for her. His dark eyes smiled at the corners all the time now. It was thrilling to see him so happy and to know she was partially the cause.

“You going to teach me how to trace with baggage?” she asked as she sunk into the Ferrari’s leather seat. He slammed the door and quickly came around to the driver’s side. He got in and leaned over, then planted a quick kiss on her lips.

“No, we’re flying this time. I have things I have to bring as well.”

The Ferrari kicked in and her head slammed into the headrest, something she was quickly getting used to.

“Don’t you ever drive slowly?”

“Why?”

They both laughed. Instead of heading to San Francisco to the big airport there, they drove up 101 to the Sonoma County Airport. They parked the black beast and were greeted by a short man in a pilot’s uniform, who gestured for them to follow. He knew Marcus.

“No ticket?” she asked.

“Not when you own the plane.”

Anne raised her eyebrows up, impressed.

Marcus leaned into her. “There are things you can do on a jet you can’t do when you trace.”

“Oh.” Another new experience.

All by itself, a sleek white jet stood on the runway. They headed straight for it. A cabin steward who asked if they wanted something to drink greeted them.

“A little red wine, I think, or would you like champagne? I have an excellent Merlot Champagne, gorgeous color.” Marcus was waiting for her answer. Anne had always loved champagne. She had not had any since her wedding day.

“Is it okay to have alcohol?”

“Sure, as long as you don’t have too much.” Marcus took her arm and led her to the back as the steward dispatched to get the glasses and the bubbly. There was a desk with computer console and telephone, a combination printer/fax machine, and swivel lounge chairs done in butter frosting white that had the smoothest grain of leather she had ever felt. He took her hand and showed her a full bathroom with shower and double vanity. Two fluffy white robes with an M emblem on the breast pocket lay at the lip of a substantial tub. Anne’s eyes grew wide as she looked over everything.

Marcus grabbed her hand and took her to the very back, which was a bedroom. He pulled her to him with a huge hand around her waist, hungry for her. She always felt he was hungry for her. She wanted to do nothing else but please him and give him back her love in return.

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