I watched as Kade walked back to my brother. Quinn was waiting impatiently. 

I could tell by the way he was tapping his foot and looking in our direction. I was surprised he wasn’t glaring at us, but he was watching Emily. 

Emily didn’t seem to notice.

But when Kade turned and started back in his direction, Quinn put a smile on his face and stood up.

Emily sat forward and waved her hand in front of her face.

“OMG. Madison.”

“What?” I asked, but my gaze was still on Kade and my hand still tingled from his touch.

“Kade was cute in college, but he’s smoking hot now.”

I watched them until they walked out the door. 

Kade didn’t look back. I was a little disappointed, but my brother was rushing him along.

I looked down at the numbers on my hand.

“He’s done this before,” I said, thinking out loud.

Emily looked at my hand, then smiled slowly.

“I remember,” she said slowly. “And how long was it before you called him?”

“I didn’t.” I smiled a little. “I didn’t have to.”

Emily picked up her glass, but it was empty. “Kade always was resourceful.”

Then Emily picked up my phone and held it front of my face to unlock it.

“What are you doing?”

“I’m putting his number in your phone,” she said, glancing from my palm to the phone. “I know how stubborn you can be.”

“I’m not stubborn.”

She held the phone up. “Double check the numbers.”

I did. And, of course, they were right. 409-753-7593.

Emily took two mints out of her handbag. Handed one to me.

“You have to call him,” she said.

I took a sip of my drink, but I’d lost my taste for it. I shoved it aside and ate the mint instead.

“Actually,” I said. “I don’t.”

Emily made an exasperated face at me.

I just smiled. “I don’t. Because Kade just went to work at Skye Travels.”

I didn’t hear Emily’s response. 

All I could hear was the blood pounding in my ears as I realized the significance of what I’d just said.

I would be seeing Kade every day at work all summer.

“That explains why he’s with Quinn,” Emily said, her words finally penetrating my dazed brain. 

I picked up my handbag, dropped it over my shoulder. “I have to go.”

Emily was distracting me.

I needed some time alone. 

Time to think.

Kade

Back at my hotel room, I dropped my keys and wallet on the table just inside the door.

Shrugged out of my jacket and hung it in the closet. 

I should have gotten an apartment already, but I wanted to wait.

Get a feel for the area before making that kind of commitment.

Now I had to either find a place in the next three days before my first flight with Skye Travels or live in the hotel and take my time looking for a place whenever I could find the time.

I untied my shoes and kicked them off.

But right now all I wanted to do was think about Madison.

When I’d taken this job with Skye Travels, I’d known it was possible that I would see Madison. 

One day.

I hadn’t expected it to be today.

Later.

Seeing her brought so many memories rushing back. 

It had been love at first sight.

Something that had never happened to me again.

The two of us had been inseparable for three years. 

Then graduate school had separated us. 

I remembered the conversation well. We’d sat at our favorite taco pub, discussed our options, and calmly made the decision that we should pursue our own separate careers. Aviation for me. Psychology for her. 

Grad school for her. A flight internship for me.

Different directions.

She was moving to Austin and I was moving to Auburn. 

I’d been a year ahead of her, but somehow she’d managed to catch up and we’d graduated undergrad at the same time.

I distinctly remembered sitting there, calm on the outside while my heart was breaking.

I’d decided right then and there that I wasn’t going to push her. She deserved to focus on graduate school without me holding her back.

I would not call her.

And I hadn’t. 

It had been hard at first, but over time it had gotten easier.

I’d folded that first Christmas eve. I’d been sitting with my family when I’d stepped outside and dialed her number.

A stranger answered—a man—and I hung up.

That had been that.

God, I’d missed her. 

And now.

Wow. Now I couldn’t even begin to believe how sexy she’d gotten.

I wanted to untuck her shirt. Slide my hands up and slip my fingers beneath her bra.

Torturing her would be so sweet.

Then I’d unbutton her shirt with my teeth. Was that even possible?

I’d unhook her bra and lick her nipples until they were hard.

While I’d suck on her nipples, unbutton my shirt.

Then I’d have her out of that sexy as fuck skirt. Wrap my hands around that plump ass and slide right into that wet, tight pussy.

Oh hell.

I looked down. My cock was straining against the zipper of my pants.

Just thinking about Madison had always gotten me hard.

But the grown-up Madison was making me come undone.

I unzipped my pants, freeing my hard as rock cock.

I wrapped my hands around my length and cupped my balls.

Still thinking about Madison’s hot, wet pussy, it only took a few strokes before I came all over my pants.

Damn it. How was I going to explain this to the dry cleaner?