TWENTY-TWO
Seven words were all it took to make Gaia's day: "Mr Felix will be in town today."
Her hand tightened around her phone, as she wished she could reach down it and haul the pilot out to give her more information. "When? Where? How is he arriving?"
The man was addictive. When she'd first flown away from Romance Island Resort, Gaia could still feel the ghost of Jay's touch on her skin. She'd revelled in it for a few days, before it had faded. Except...it didn't fade entirely. Instead, it left behind an all-over aching that made her want him more every day.
She'd busied herself with work, waiting for him to call and summon her back to his bedroom. To the glorious cocktail of pleasure and pain that sent her body into heights of euphoria ordinary people needed drugs to reach.
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