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ou," the lounge attendant s
smile, her own just as
r soundtrack to her life. As the purser for Sinclair Global Air's flagship international route, pre-flight routines were
ed, followed by the deep murmur of a man. Nora's stomach gave a slight, unpleasant twist. She'd seen enough
cked. The do
guilty red. Her eyes widened for a fraction of a second when she saw Nora's crisp unif
k away, a man emerged
he moved with an easy authority that commanded space. He paused, his back to he
he tu
Nora's lungs. Julian
roaring space between them. Five years of a marriage that existed only on paper, a contract signed in a lawyer's office and
ere. And he
o melt back into the flow of passengers, to become jus
to
he airport noise and hit her squarely between the should
ts own, and bumped hard against an abandoned luggage cart.le. Julian pulled her forward, closing the distance between them until she was standing directly in front of him, so
just been with. He ignored the curious glances fro
mur, meant for her but loud enough
away the moment yo
their agreement, the one unspoken, unbreakable rule-anonymity-had jus
g from flushed crimson to a sickly white. She stared from Julian's
rting glance. "You can go," he sa
mise of future retribution, before turning
her own crew members felt like physical blows. Nor
er, his breath warm against her ear. "What'
ifted her chin, her voice coming out colder and steadier than she fel
The pressure on her wrist increased, a p
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