Sandy: Vested Interest #7 by Melanie Moreland

Author:Melanie Moreland [Moreland, Melanie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Moreland Books Inc
Published: 2020-06-10T18:30:00+00:00

The airport wasn’t overly busy this time of morning, and I wasn’t surprised when Jordan directed me to the Executive Class area. We were checked in within minutes and the security line wasn’t backed up, so we were in the first-class lounge not long after the car had dropped us off.

We found a table and left our carry-ons. We brought coffee and some pastries back to the table, and Jordan opened his laptop, showing me some of the things we had to choose from.

“We’re staying at the Boston Harbor Hotel. I have dinner reservations at Finz tonight and Turner’s Seafood tomorrow. Sunday, I thought we could decide if there was anywhere we heard of or simply pick a place.”

“Sounds lovely.”

“I bought a membership at MFA last night that we’ll pick up today. I got tickets for the Impressionists for the three-o’clock time slot.” His fingers raced over the keyboard. “We have a cruise on the harbor tomorrow, a walking tour of Salem after dark, but sadly, no baseball game.”

“I think I can live without it,” I said dryly.

He picked up his coffee. “I thought so.”

“Have you booked us every second?” I asked, looking over the itinerary.

He laughed. “No. I saved lots of time for walking, exploring, and shopping.”

“You thought of everything.”

“I tried. I’ve never been there before either. I’m excited to share all this with you.” A sly grin appeared on his face. “I also booked us a massage Sunday morning.”

“Oh god, I love massages.”

“Emmy might have told me that.” He leaned close, waggled his eyebrows, and spoke in a low, growly voice. “I give great massages, Sandy. Play your cards right and maybe I’ll show you.”

“Is that a fact?”

He brushed his fingers down my cheek. “It is. I’m very dexterous.” His words were accompanied by another waggle of his eyebrows, his green eyes alive and dancing in the bright light surrounding us.

“Well then,” I said, “I suppose I’ll have to figure out a way of getting in your good graces.”

He linked our fingers together and brought them to his mouth.

“You already have, Sandy. You already have.”

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