Welcome to MY SEXY SATURDAY. This week we're talking about surprises which is perfect for my new HOT ICE novel, RUSSIAN HEAT. Samantha has enjoyed a one night stand with a sexy Russian hockey player, she thinks she'll never see him again...but that's not the case and quite a surprise at 30,000 feet!
I moved to the customer at the window seat. He took a drink but barely lifted his face from his book. Nervous flyer, I suspected. Speed reading to keep his mind off the ascending plane.
The engines were still working hard, the floor on which I stood sloped heavenwards.
I moved to my next passenger with a bright smile on my face and words of welcome on my tongue.
My heart rate stuttered. I caught my breath. I reached out and gripped the headrest of the nearest chair.
Staring straight at me, from beneath a green cap, was my sexy hockey-playing Russian boy, Vadmir Arefyev.
His blue-velvet eyes were wide and his mouth slack. He was as surprised to see me as I was to see him.
And Jesus was I surprised. What the fuck was he doing here? Wasn’t he supposed to be skating around a rink or something? Hitting pucks into a net?
“Champagne?” I asked, holding out the tray, my thumb still over the base of the glass to keep it secure. My whole arm was shaking and my throat was tight.
He took it without saying a word. The stem looked ridiculously delicate in his grip.
God, was it really him? Perhaps it was a lookalike?
“Sammy?” he said, twisting his mouth into that amused half-smile he was so damn good at.
Oh, it’s him all right.
“We have beef in ale for main today or salmon with hollandaise,” I said, swallowing. My mouth was dry and my knees a little wobbly. “And a selection of desserts to choose from. It’s all on your inflight menu.”
“What are you doing here?” he asked quietly and leaning his bulk forward in the seat.
“And if you need any assistance with working the personal screen, just let a member of crew know,” I said, taking a step backward, toward the galley. “We’re all happy to help.”
(comes with bonus story ROOKIE RULES)