Chapter Thirteen
We land smoothly at Sardy Field at 12:25 p.m. (MST). Stephan brings the
plane to a halt a little way from the main terminal, and through the windows I
spot a large VW minivan waiting for us.
“Good landing.” Christian grins and shakes Stephan’s hand as we get ready
to file out of the jet.
“It’s all about the density altitude, sir.” Stephan smiles back.
“Beighley here is good at math.”
Christian nods at Stephan’s first officer. “You nailed it, Beighley, smooth
landing.”
“Thank you, sir.” She grins smugly.
“Enjoy your weekend, Mr. Grey, Mrs. Grey. We’ll see you tomorrow.” Stephan
steps aside to let us disembark and taking my hand, Christian leads me
down the aircraft steps to where Taylor is waiting by the vehicle.
“Minivan?” says Christian in surprise as Taylor slides open the door.
Taylor gives him a tight, contrite smile and a slight shrug.
“Last minute, I know,” Christian says, immediately placated. Taylor returns to
the plane to retrieve our luggage.
“Want to make out in the back of the van?” Christian murmurs to me, a
mischievous gleam in his eye.
I giggle. Who is this man, and what has he done with Mr. Unbelievably Angry
of the last couple of days?
“Come on, you two. Get in,” Mia says from behind us, oozing impatience
beside Ethan. We climb in, stagger to the double seat at the back, and sit
down. I snuggle against Christian, and he puts his arm around the back of my
seat. “Comfortable?” he murmurs as Mia and Ethan take the seat in front of
us.
“Yes.” I smile and he kisses my forehead. And for some unfathomable
reason I feel shy with him today. Why? Last night? Being with company? I
can’t put my finger on it.
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Elliot and Kate join us last as Taylor opens the liftgate to load the luggage.
Five minutes later, we are on our way.
I gaze out the window as we head toward Aspen. The trees are green, but a
whisper of the coming fall is evident here and there in the yellowing tips of the
lea一ves. The sky is a clear crystal
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