Chapter 15
Ramit stepped onto the plane that would take him home but paused at the entrance. He’d thought yesterday morning that Maggie would accompany him home this time. Instead, he was leaving the cheating woman behind. He’d seen the little tête-à-tête in the back hallway of the club last night. His fury was still boiling at Maggie’s betrayal.
“Your Highness?” the flight attendant prompted.
Ramit looked around and realized that he’d stopped moving towards his office. A line of his staff members were waiting behind him, trying to board the plane.
“Right,” he muttered, then proceeded down the long hallway towards his private office. “Just another woman with no morals.”
Ramit knew that women were generally out to make the best of their situations. And Maggie was a waitress. She probably didn’t earn much money. She worked for tips and, for some reason, that angered him. Although why he should be concerned with the wages of a woman who would sell herself to a man, he wasn’t sure.
He sat down behind his desk and found the seat belt, then stared out through the small window. The airport employees were rushing about, trying to clear the airways so that his pilot could take off. But Ramit didn’t see any of that. He was thinking about that night with Maggie, the way she’d sighed in his arms, snuggling closer to him.
He should be thinking about the absolutely best night of sex that he’d ever had. But it was the conversation afterwards, the soft touches and her curvy body pressed against his that really lingered. He’d loved the way her round bottom had fit perfectly in his hand, the tender way she’d looked at him when she’d offered him waffles the next morning. She was a pretty good cook, he thought, despite the lasagna debacle.
“Your Highness, the energy commissioner is on the phone.”
Ramit looked up at his assistant, blinking as he tried to process what he’d just heard. Commissioner? Energy?
Right!Work issues.
With a sigh, Ramit leaned forward and picked up the phone.