Manhattan Passion
Riley stared out of the plane window, not wanting to make eye contact with Ronnie. She kept thinking about the night she had with Jackson, and while he left her sore, with hickeys all over her chest, she couldn’t help but still crave his touch.
“Miss James, would you like something to drink?” The stewardess broke her from her thoughts.
“Uh, yeah, just a rum and coke, same thing for my bodyguard over there.” She returned.
“Miss James, I’m working.” Ronnie returned.
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