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card. “Until then, Ms. Wright.”
     

Chapter 2
     
    Jonas swore this would be the last time he would fly commercial. The airlines were always losing baggage, overbooking flights, delaying flights or just flat out canceling them. It was a wonder how any of the companies managed to stay in business. Not to mention, first class wasn’t what it used to be. The only thing it meant nowadays was that you’d get your drinks first.
    In truth, the last thing he needed was a drink. How many did he have sitting in the Crown Room talking to that attractive attorney-four? Five? Hell, he’d lost count.
    Settling into his seat and waving off the stewardess when she asked for his order, Jonas turned and glanced out of the window. How pathetic he must have sounded in that bar. A year later and he was still moaning about Ophelia.
    He had tried everything he could think of to get over her. He’d even been desperate enough to take Q’s advice and jump into bed with an extremely long line of faceless but curvaceous beauties. Sure, they gave him physical pleasure, but emotionally, he was still tangled in knots.
    It was better than getting emotionally attached. Hell, he’d take pleasure over pain any day.
    Then there were days when he wanted to track down Solomon Bassett and drag him into a dark alley and have an old-fashion fistfight. But what would that solve?
    It wasn’t that he was still in love with Ophelia. He wasn’t. It was just...he wanted to get even.
    Jonas pulled Toni’s business card out from his shirt pocket. For no particular reason, he just studied the stylish gold font promoting her as an associate partner of the law offices of Kaplan, Grey, & Kaplan.
    Maybe he hadn’t been too pathetic. She did give him her card after all, but what would be the point? He hardly ever went out to the west coast and he wasn’t interested in a long-distance relationship.
    “Just two ships passing,” he whispered under his breath, and tucked the card back into his shirt. “Miss?” He waved the stewardess back over to his seat. “I think I will have a drink.”
     
     
    Toni dreamed about a very naked Jonas Hinton during her five-hour flight back to Los Angeles. She pictured his entire body to be a smooth, even caramel glaze color, which would go perfect against her chocolate skin. Also in the dream, she had the brother bending in every direction imaginable and hitting all her hot spots.
    Judging by the sheepish grins from the passengers around her when she woke, she guessed she had been talking in her sleep and have given everyone quite an earful. However, she exited the plane with her head held high and an extra pep in her step.
    Toni had lived her whole life marching to a slightly different beat. She wasn’t quite wild child, but she was by no means a goody-two-shoes, either. She quite simply worked hard and played hard, too. When it came to men...well, they were like a box of chocolates. She never knew which one she was going to get.
    As long as she kept replenishing the box, she was happy.
    It was late when she finally made it home to her overpriced studio flat and she was more than ready to dive into her bed and get some real sleep. However, her ringing phone prevented her from fulfilling that wish.
    “Hey, Maria,” she answered without even looking at the caller ID.
    “Well, thank heavens you’re alive,” Maria barked in her thick Spanish accent. “You don’t know how to pick up the phone and call?”
    “Sorry. I know I was supposed to come to your party, but my flight was delayed and I’m just walking through the door.”
    “You’re just now getting home?” she questioned dubiously.
    “Yes. I swear,” Toni assured. “Next Botox party, I’m there.” Toni loved Maria to death and she was a beautiful woman, but she hated how vigorously her girl fought aging. If Maria wasn’t pumping silicon, collagen or Botox into her body, she was lasering, tucking and stretching her skin to the max. In the two years since Toni