Free Hiding His Wolf [Urban Affairs 4] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour ManLove) by Gale Stanley Page B

while. Then he got up to stretch his legs and use the bathroom. Coming out of the lavatory, he glanced at the director and his slave. Graham appeared to be asleep, but Baron’s eyes shone in the dark cabin when he stared back at Simon, who looked away quickly and returned to his seat. Disturbed, he leaned back in the well-padded leather seat and tried to sleep.
     
    * * * *
     
    Simon looked out the window as the plane descended through the clouds. Turquoise water surrounded a land mass with spectacular sea cliffs. Waterfalls cascaded down the vertical walls and strong swells collided with the cliffs. From this altitude, he could make out few roads winding up to the summits. It was a view unlike anything he’d seen before. Simon glanced around at his traveling companions. The plane banked, and Baron turned a little green around the edges. So, you’re not as stoic as you appear. Simon grinned at the giant. Baron’s eyes narrowed as he looked back.
    Fuck you! Simon turned back to the window. Now, he could make out the tops of the trees and a myriad variety of plant life. Not being a white-knuckle flier, Simon could appreciate the beauty of a tropical paradise surrounded by the sea.
    The landscape obviously hadn’t changed much since its formation. It looked like something out of an old movie, Mysterious Island. Simon expected to see a prehistoric Phororhacos come lumbering out of the vegetation. No giant chicken-like bird came out to greet the plane, but Simon couldn’t help wondering what other mysteries might evolve in this Garden of Eden.
    A clearing in the greenery appeared, and Simon could see that this largely undeveloped land did have an airport. Not much of one for sure, just a slab of asphalt and a low-lying building, but it must have cost plenty. Simon settled back against the soft leather. His ears popped, and he gripped the armrests. The pilot made a flawless landing, and he unbuckled as soon as the plane came to a stop.
    Anxious to stretch his legs, Simon didn’t wait for Graham. He slung his duffle over his shoulder and gripped his briefcase tightly as he made his way to the exit. Once on the tarmac, he took a deep welcome breath. The cliffs hid the Pacific Ocean from view, but he could still hear the waves pounding against them and smell the salt air.
    It was good to be on the ground again. Even better, there were no weary tourists here. No death march through endless airport corridors, just breathtaking natural beauty. The wind lifted his hair and the rays of the sun warmed him through and through. The sky, a gigantic blue dome enclosed him in a vacuum. He stood there for a moment, enjoying the peace and freedom from the problems back in Philadelphia. All too soon a four-wheel-drive custom Jeep pulled up for them. The driver hopped out and nodded to Graham, and Simon got in the front passenger seat. Graham raised a brow but didn’t say a word as he climbed in the back with Baron.
    Simon braced himself against the seat. A feeling of total isolation took over as they drove further inland. There were very few buildings, and the ones they passed were no taller than palm trees. The Jeep pulled up to one of the larger structures and parked. The long, low wood-frame building looked like it had been put up in haste.
    Graham got out of the car and noticed Simon staring at the facilities. “It’s not a five-star hotel, but we needed something here in a hurry. The landing strip was the number one priority. We settled for pre-fabricated buildings. This is only temporary. The mountainous terrain presents problems, but we have architects working on plans for a permanent installation. If you have suggestions after you look around, feel free to pass them on.”
    “I will, sir.” Simon didn’t mind the lack of luxuries and big-city sophistication. The wild and uninhibited nature of the place had a charm of its own. He was about to follow the director inside, when he realized Baron hadn’t gotten out of the