Page 44 of Until He Confesses

CALLIE

Istood at the back of the plane as I readied his appetizers and truly couldn’t believe what was happening. When the agency called me with the offer to take a client for the duration of five days to Positano, I was overjoyed and more than willing to take the job. It surprised me that I was specifically requested but I never could have imagined it was this crazy person.

What he was currently doing seemed more like an attack to me than anything else and so with a smile, I resolved to beat him at his own game. But as I looked around the jet, I couldn’t help but admit just how impressed I was.

I knew he was doing decently well but this jet was on a level different from what I had imagined which made me wonder why he had hired one on the first trip.

I stopped then with widened eyes wondering if perhaps meeting him there had not been a coincidence. Perhaps he had searched for me?

But that sounded insane. Why and how would he even have the time to do such a thing?

But then he had actually been traveling to London for work with his team so there was no way he had also brought them along to participate in this faux trip.

Lucas was a lot of things but his diligence and seriousness when it came to matters of work were unparalleled.

He never joked when it was time to work, nor did he take matters of immense importance lightly.

I turned once again to gaze at him across the cabin and this time around our gazes met. I immediately looked away and instantly regretted it.

By doing that I had lost the first round or whatever this was, because it meant that I was obviously fazed by what was currently happening despite the fact that I had tried with all my might to act like I didn’t know him from a futon when I’d been welcoming him into the jet. Plus, now there was the fact that I was the only one serving and there were fewer people than there had been the first time.

Currently, it was just him and his male assistant, and knowing what I did about him I couldn’t help but wonder if he was casual with him too.

I sighed and shook my head because truly I couldn’t figure him out. My heart had established him to be one thing but then constantly it was challenged by my head, and I didn’t know which to follow.

Turning, I carried the arranged appetizer tray and soon arrived before them.

I served him first and even when I lowered and could feel his eyes fixated on mine, I didn’t falter.

I kept my reaction professional, avoided his eyes, and smiled just before I took my leave. Afterward, I brought back the champagne and began to serve but he ignored it.

“None for me,” he said, and I turned to his assistant.

Once again Lucas seemed to be working, a little frown between the crease of his forehead as he perused the tablet he held in hand.

And as I strolled away, I suddenly wished that we were the only two on the plane.

The moment the thought came to my head I almost knocked my head against the steel cabinet in the kitchen because it seemed that this was the only way I would use my brain.

To my surprise things went smoothly with limited to no interaction between us until it was time for dessert.

I brought out the plate of decadent Mont Blanc but found he was no longer anywhere to be found.

“He’s in the cabin,” his assistant told me. “He said you could go in to bring the dessert to him.”

I almost sighed out loud.

Thankfully I was able to control my expression and headed over.

I knocked and immediately got a response.

“Hello, sir,” I shut the door behind us.

My heart raced as I headed straight for the small table by the corner.

I set the dessert down along with some fruit and smiled at him.

“Enjoy.”