AFTER LUCIAN AND I were finished having s*x, he took out his laptop while I got dressed.
“So, where is that pilot, Steve?” he asked with a sneer. “The one you had to coerce into helping us set this up?”
“I believe that he flew back to the U.S., early this morning, for another job.”
“So, he’s not exclusive to Mr. Billionaire?”
“No. They’re friends and Steve usually makes Aiden’s flights top priority, but he pilots for a few others, too,” I replied, walking over to the mirror.
“How nice,” he replied sarcastically.
“Nice for me. I don’t have to worry about avoiding him for a while.”
“If you’d like, I could make him permanently avoidable.”
I smiled. “You’d do that for me?”
“Of course.”
“As much as I would love to not have to worry about seeing him again, something tells me that Aiden
