Final Approach: Cleared for Desire
Rylee Rubens
A moonlit walk ended up in a single night of turbulence with every company rule shattered against the headboard.
I told myself it was a one-time layover. As if...
Luke is six feet of temptation and ruin in a uniform and there’s nothing more dangerous than a man who knows exactly how to handle a cockpit… and a woman.
Now, every "cleared for takeoff" spirals into memories of how he tastes.
And, the airline is trying to split us up, handing me an ultimatum:
Take the Chicago assignment and save my career,
or stay and lose everything I’ve worked for.
I told myself I could walk away.
But how can I go back to flying solo when he’s the only one who knows how to make my pulse hit terminal velocity?
I’m at cruising altitude with no parachute, and the only way down is to crash and burn.
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