Free Savage Scheme by J. Woods

could use. That meant it was time to move forward with the next lead, although he had a feeling their next lead wouldn’t intrigue his eager cock the way this particular daughter of a known enemy did. Christ, what the hell was wrong with him? She practically had caution signs all over her and he still touched her, every bare inch of her. And it was one of the hottest nights of his life. 
    A familiar halo of dark hair appeared in the doorway bringing a smile to his face and away from his wayward thoughts. His little sister stood waiting for him with a knowing grin, waving her arm to showcase her new ride.
    “Hey big bro, you look... well rested.” Roxy was his sister with the most sass. He raised an eyebrow and chose not to engage in her prodding. Not only was she the one with the most sass, but she was also the one who was the most mischievous, always known for her planning and plotting. He climbed the stairs of the small plane two at a time and wrapped his sister in a giant bear hug, lifting her off the ground. Not that it was hard, she was a hundred pounds soaking wet and barely over five feet, but she was one of the fiercest women he knew and the best damn pilot he’d ever had the experience of flying with.
    “It’s good to see you too Rox. Where did you steal the sweet new wings from?” he asked, looking over the sleek body of the aircraft.
    “From the airstrip at the Barn.”
    “What?” he asked, genuinely confused.
    “Didn’t you hear? I’m test driving this pretty thing.”
    “Considering making a large purchase?”
    “We all are, and I am more than happy to see if this baby can handle me.” They had been talking about adding an aircraft to their fleet. It was much needed and now it appeared his brothers were trying to charm their skilled pilot sister into officially joining them by teasing her with what she loved the most. Flashy and fast airplanes. He suddenly felt Roxy stiffen in his arms. Pulling back, he stared at her with concern.
    “We have company,” she murmured, staring over his shoulder. He turned his head, suddenly on high alert as his hand went to the butt of the gun at his lower back. But it was as if time stopped. He stared at the raven haired beauty looking up at him with confused betrayal in her eyes.
    He let go of Roxy and bounded down the stairs toward her. He could see her start to back away and his heart clenched at the thought of her denying him again. What the hell was wrong with him? Finally reaching her, he grabbed her wrist and pulled her into his space. With his other hand, he took her duffle bag that was thrown over her shoulder. "I didn't think you were going to make it." 
    "Me neither," she admitted quietly. Leaning in he let his lips brush softly and swiftly against hers. 
    "I'm so glad you did though." The sound of the plane engine coming to life silenced anything else he was about to say. "Come on," he yelled over the noise, gripping her hand tighter so she couldn't run. "Our pilot can be a real tyrant if we make her late." Turning, he led her away from the tarmac and the waiting open door, a sense of impending victory pounding through his veins. 
    "Libby, this is my sister Roxy, our esteemed pilot for this flight," he introduced, stepping into the cockpit. He watched as she looked with carefully concealed understanding between him and Roxy.
    “It’s nice to meet you Roxy.”
    “Likewise,” his sister started, as she turned and stood from her captain’s chair pulling the headset to rest around her neck. “You’ll be joining us for the flight?”
    “Yes, she will be,” Nate interrupted. Roxy slowly looked to him and he could feel both his sisters as well as Libby’s eyebrow raise at his statement. He didn’t need to hear his sister’s bratty attitude so before either could respond further he tugged Libby away from the cockpit and toward the seat beside his.  
    Nate was getting antsy, she’d been too silent for too long. He didn’t want to push her,