Total pages in book: 53
Estimated words: 49006 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 245(@200wpm)___ 196(@250wpm)___ 163(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 49006 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 245(@200wpm)___ 196(@250wpm)___ 163(@300wpm)
“As long as you’re sure.” Samuel eyes me warily.
“I promise. Now let’s go eat,” I say once I’m finished. When we get back on the plane, I’ll have to sneak into the bathroom and brush my teeth again since we’re eating, and no one wants stinky breath when they’re up close and personal with strangers.
“Let’s.” Samuel hooks his arm through mine, whether that’s because he’s worried or this is him naturally, I’m not sure. What I do know is, it’s nice to have a friend in a new place where everyone is a stranger. Is it too early to think he’ll be my best friend in no time?
4
TYSEN
“Don’t do what I did. Don’t wait too long and lose years because you’re being a stubborn dumbass.” Johnny’s words from last night play in my head over and over again. I could have gone to any of the guys to talk to them about this situation; they’d all probably give me the same damn advice. Trent and Jude would probably have her found in a matter of minutes, then I’d go down the list of what the fuck am I doing. This woman didn’t leave one single iota of wanting this to go any further.
“Hey, Tys. You’re here earlier than I thought,” Jude greets me when I step on the plane. I’m not technically due to be at the private airfield for another hour, but staying at home, looking at my surroundings, and pacing the floors held little fucking appeal. How one woman has me so wrapped up, I have not one single clue.
“Yeah, had to come in and do some paperwork with the big guys upstairs.” While I can usually get it done in a matter of minutes, I took the time to do a pre-flight briefing and planning. This time, we’re headed overseas, taking a wealthy individual to London, dropping him off, and then heading right back to Florida. The Gulfstream G650ER can range over three thousand miles. Part of the reason I decided to go as big as I did is for this very reason, plus the amount of money I’m making off this trip alone helps put us even more in the black.
“Bummer. I’m almost done here. I’ll need your tablet to download the software in a few minutes, and then I’ll be out of your hair.” Jude goes back to messing with a camera, a piece of candy in his mouth like normal. Apparently, he’s doing more than creating apps. The job for the government goes well beyond the normal scope of his work. Usually, he sticks to creating some kind of learning app for Sebastian, a security one for all of us, and then whatever he’s contracted to do by other businesses.
“When did you get into doing it all top to bottom?” I ask, not worried about him being done at any given time; we’ve still got time before my clients make their entrance.
“Since taking this job. Part of the stipulation is I’m the only one handling it. I can’t even have an assistant. They can void it for any little infraction, and I like the money they’re handing out too much to screw it up.” Jude has his hand up in the air, sliding the camera on its base and locking it in. I’m about to ask him about potentially finding Maci when my co-pilot, Liam, clears the doorway.
“Whoa, you’re here before me. This never happens. Do we have the FAA after us or something?” He locked in once I had my shit in order, didn’t even so much as blink when I told him that I’d be looking for a co-pilot and I’d want no one else than him. It came with a few contingencies; him not having a health insurance plan for his family was the main concern. It wasn’t money. It wasn’t the time away from his wife and child. It was making sure he could provide for them. It was a given to do the research, figure out what I’d need to make this more viable for not only him but myself, too. I now have the two of us covered and will have to add more as we bring in more employees. Johnny, Jagger, and Matthew being business owners gave me an agent to talk to, and we went from there. Now Liam is on board full-time, and for the most part, he’s home every night with his family, unless we have a client like today. Round trip, it’s going to be a full twenty-four hours, a little more once we go through our shut-down procedures. That’s if there aren’t delays from weather or with air control. There’s always one thing or another, but it’s nothing compared to what we dealt with when we worked at the commercial airline.
“Nope,” Jude says but doesn’t elaborate. I’m pretty sure there’s nothing in his contract about keeping quiet. Suffice it to say, he’s got no problem letting me tell Liam what’s going on.