Millionaire Romance: In Love With My Personal Assistant - A Contemporary Romance (Millionaire Romance, Contemporary Romance, Comedy Romance Book 2)

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Authors: Audrey Tolhouse
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one would have rustled past along with a little settling of dust in the time that followed. James stared into Jennifer’s eyes and she returned the gaze. Both wore blank expressions.
    At length, James turned to her ankle and touched it with a warm, meaty palm. Jennifer’s breathing quickened, but she said nothing and let James examine her foot. She felt him loosen the straps on her shoe. He slid it away effortlessly.
    “Looks like there’s a little rock in here,” James mused.
    Jennifer frowned. “Really?” The only thing hurt was her pride. She breathed happily; she was glad that he had found something she could attribute to her awkward, clumsiness.
    Grinning, James pushed his thumb into the bottom of her foot. He ran it down to her toes and then back up to the heel of her foot. It felt incredible.
    “What are you doing?” Jennifer realized she was still in James’s lap. They had a crowd of witnesses now. She was even certain that she might have even heard a bit of the loading crew laughing when she fell over James, but her own heart was thumping too loudly for her to be sure. Now, she looked behind James’s head and realized it was true. They were being watched.
    “What’s it look like I’m doing? I’m trying to massage the pain away,” James didn’t turn to look at her. He kept his focus on her foot and pushed into her sole hard.
    “People are looking,” Jennifer whined. She didn’t care if she sounded like a little girl. “I shouldn’t be in your lap,” she swatted at James’s hand, but he grabbed it instead and smiled at her fluster.
    “You shouldn’t have sat in my lap, Sweetie.”
    “What?” Jennifer stared at James, mortified. “I didn’t sit in your lap. I fell!”
    James laughed robustly. He shook his head at her, and then handed her the shoe that he had removed.
    “You’re so on edge today,” James bellowed with another laugh. He helped Jennifer slid from his lap. She stood and cleared her throat. The moseying group of lazy workers had moved on.
    Locking hair behind her ear, she started to replace the shoe. Thoughts of Andrew were long gone. All she thought about was the feel of James’s hand on her back and ankle. His touch felt good and forbidden. That made her heart race.
    After she stood and straightened the sliming rose red blazer she wore over a chiffon silk blouse and white thigh high skirt. She realized then how much of her flesh had been exposed while she had sat on his lap, but James didn’t say anything.
    He leisurely rose from the ground and dusted off his palms. Before they turned to the plane again, James reached for her suitcase and purse. Jennifer didn’t stop him.
    There was a woman who looked like she’d be their flight attendant waiting at the side of the dropped two-step staircase. She held a small bundle of first aid supplies and smiled brightly, making eye contact with Jennifer.
    “Are you okay? Can I help dress it for you?”
    “Thanks, Carolyn,” James said from within the plane, “I think we can handle a little knee scrap though, right Jenn?”
    Jennifer frowned as she watched James disappear into the jet, but she nodded at the woman she assumed was Carolyn. Her name plate said so.
    “Okay, well then, right this way, Miss,” Carolyn said with a polite nod. She turned and ushered Jennifer into the plane. The ceiling was low, causing everyone to stoop and bend. “Is this your first time flying, Evo?” Carolyn turned to Jennifer and smiled sweetly.
    Jennifer blinked. “What?” Before the woman could say more, James spoke.
    “Yes.”
    Carolyn’s face lit up. “In that case, this jet, the Citation Mustang, is from Cessna’s Citation family and is the smallest in its class. Please enjoy our all-leather reclinable seats,” she reached for Jennifer’s hand and gently led her towards a window seat where Jennifer eagerly followed suit. “As you see, aboard the Mustang, every seat is a window seat,” Carolyn winked.
    Looking around to the other

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