SIMOUN'S POV
I held my hand out to Amber as she came down the stairs with her things. The flight attendant had a couple of bags, but she was adamant on carrying something herself. I shook my head and buried a grin as she took my hand.
Such a peculiar woman.
Wouldn't take any other help than what was barely necessary to avoid insulting someone. It was as if she'd grown up in my world but played by her own set of rules.
"It was an honor, Miss Amber."
I stroked my thumb against the top of her hand as she whipped her gaze up at me.
"The pleasure was all mine, Mr. Cardenas."
"Let me help you get your things to your car. It's going to rain soon, and that beautiful filipino twist might not hold up to the assault of the raindrops."
"I can get it. That's not necessary."
But I was already
