Around the World in 80 Men Series: Books 11-20 by Brandi Ratliff, Rebecca Ratliff Page B
Authors: Brandi Ratliff, Rebecca Ratliff
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had a lot of fun with you...” The tears
formed again at the thought of leaving. Julianne's itinerary had told
her that her flight was scheduled for two-fifteen, meaning she only
had an hour to get to the airport. “Goodbyes fucking suck too,”
Morgan's muffled voice vibrated against his chest.
Tyler
called a cab for Morgan and he drove her to end of his parent's
driveway to wait. When the little white car pulled up, the man
helped her with her bags, then they shared their last kiss. The kiss
that Morgan would think about all the way to her next destination.
It was also the kiss that made Tyler vow to never lose contact with
the beautiful, Morgan, and maybe...just maybe...he could win her
heart for real.
*****
“Goodbye,
Tyler. Goodbye, Canada. Goodbye, Uncle Matt.” Morgan watched
the snowy ground get farther away as the plane lifted into the air.
Her tears had finally stopped, but the pain was still there.
It
wasn't until an hour into the flight that Morgan even thought about
her next client, and it finally sunk in that she didn't even know who
she was meeting. Oh, Julianne, please pick a good one! Judging
by the knowledge of the men Julianne had chosen in her past, Morgan
wasn't too worried about the woman's decision. I'm sure he'll be
gorgeous and we'll have a great time...
To
get her mind off of the days events, she pulled out her scrapbook and
did her routine.
Tyler,
The
sweetest fiance I ever had and the best proposal that I've ever
heard. I've never had so much fun getting snowed in. You'll always
have a place in my heart.
Morgan
She
closed her scrapbook, and her eyes, in hopes of mentally preparing
herself for Portugal, but soon she fell asleep with the gentle
rocking of the plane.
*****
Carlos
Fausto had just received his confirmation from Julianne, and a
twisted smile spread across his handsome face. “Seems I'll
have a little bitch to play with after all.” His mind filled
with plans for his arriving play mate, and his body hardened at the
thought of having a new woman to entertain his desires.
He
turned to the three drunk men that he had been sitting with at the
bar, and made an announcement to his friends. “Want to have
some fun this weekend? Seems we'll have a new toy!”
*****
A
very tired Finlay Campbell just arrived home to Scotland from his
travels. When he dumped his luggage bag to sort for laundry something
shiny caught his eye. “Ah, bloody hell, lass!” Finlay
picked up Morgan's wee bracelet and rolled it between his fingers.
“She's going to think I took it...”
Portugal
Book
Twelve
Chapter One
Morgan awoke to the gentle
nudging of a beautiful flight attendant. “We're landing, ma'am.
Please put your seat in the upright position.” The girl did as
she was told and stretched her arms high above her head with a quiet
yawn. Sleeping on planes wasn't her favorite thing to do, but she had
learned that it passed the time much more quickly.
Her
first flight from Winnipeg to Chicago had been less than two hours
long, but she had managed a little nap along the way. During the
short layover, she hadn't had time to do much of anything aside from
grab a burger, use the restroom and get right on the next plane. She
was dying to find out about her next client, but it had to wait.
She
was tired from her on and off napping and realized that the flight
from Chicago to Dublin had already brought her into the next day.
Morgan yawned again as she stepped off the plane and found her way to
the little coffee stand that she had discovered the last time she was
at the Dublin airport. Once she ordered her delicious caffeinated
beverage, she found her way to her designated terminal and found a
comfortable spot in the corner.
“Sean
would kill me if he knew I was here,” Morgan talked to herself
as she opened up her laptop. She wished there was a way to see her
friend, and it sucked that she couldn't tell him, but she knew the
consequences. For one, she'd have to leave the airport,
formed again at the thought of leaving. Julianne's itinerary had told
her that her flight was scheduled for two-fifteen, meaning she only
had an hour to get to the airport. “Goodbyes fucking suck too,”
Morgan's muffled voice vibrated against his chest.
Tyler
called a cab for Morgan and he drove her to end of his parent's
driveway to wait. When the little white car pulled up, the man
helped her with her bags, then they shared their last kiss. The kiss
that Morgan would think about all the way to her next destination.
It was also the kiss that made Tyler vow to never lose contact with
the beautiful, Morgan, and maybe...just maybe...he could win her
heart for real.
*****
“Goodbye,
Tyler. Goodbye, Canada. Goodbye, Uncle Matt.” Morgan watched
the snowy ground get farther away as the plane lifted into the air.
Her tears had finally stopped, but the pain was still there.
It
wasn't until an hour into the flight that Morgan even thought about
her next client, and it finally sunk in that she didn't even know who
she was meeting. Oh, Julianne, please pick a good one! Judging
by the knowledge of the men Julianne had chosen in her past, Morgan
wasn't too worried about the woman's decision. I'm sure he'll be
gorgeous and we'll have a great time...
To
get her mind off of the days events, she pulled out her scrapbook and
did her routine.
Tyler,
The
sweetest fiance I ever had and the best proposal that I've ever
heard. I've never had so much fun getting snowed in. You'll always
have a place in my heart.
Morgan
She
closed her scrapbook, and her eyes, in hopes of mentally preparing
herself for Portugal, but soon she fell asleep with the gentle
rocking of the plane.
*****
Carlos
Fausto had just received his confirmation from Julianne, and a
twisted smile spread across his handsome face. “Seems I'll
have a little bitch to play with after all.” His mind filled
with plans for his arriving play mate, and his body hardened at the
thought of having a new woman to entertain his desires.
He
turned to the three drunk men that he had been sitting with at the
bar, and made an announcement to his friends. “Want to have
some fun this weekend? Seems we'll have a new toy!”
*****
A
very tired Finlay Campbell just arrived home to Scotland from his
travels. When he dumped his luggage bag to sort for laundry something
shiny caught his eye. “Ah, bloody hell, lass!” Finlay
picked up Morgan's wee bracelet and rolled it between his fingers.
“She's going to think I took it...”
Portugal
Book
Twelve
Chapter One
Morgan awoke to the gentle
nudging of a beautiful flight attendant. “We're landing, ma'am.
Please put your seat in the upright position.” The girl did as
she was told and stretched her arms high above her head with a quiet
yawn. Sleeping on planes wasn't her favorite thing to do, but she had
learned that it passed the time much more quickly.
Her
first flight from Winnipeg to Chicago had been less than two hours
long, but she had managed a little nap along the way. During the
short layover, she hadn't had time to do much of anything aside from
grab a burger, use the restroom and get right on the next plane. She
was dying to find out about her next client, but it had to wait.
She
was tired from her on and off napping and realized that the flight
from Chicago to Dublin had already brought her into the next day.
Morgan yawned again as she stepped off the plane and found her way to
the little coffee stand that she had discovered the last time she was
at the Dublin airport. Once she ordered her delicious caffeinated
beverage, she found her way to her designated terminal and found a
comfortable spot in the corner.
“Sean
would kill me if he knew I was here,” Morgan talked to herself
as she opened up her laptop. She wished there was a way to see her
friend, and it sucked that she couldn't tell him, but she knew the
consequences. For one, she'd have to leave the airport,
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