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and climbed up the steps leading to the private plane owned by Santori Enterprises.
    Looking at the private jet parked on the tarmac drew a shiver down her spine. From far away it looked bigger, but up close it only reminded Vivi of how fragile life was if this thing could fly from Michigan to the Caribbean in one sitting.
    As she climbed the stairs, Vivi paused at the door of the plane and gave the side a pat.
    “Be good to me plane, I’ve got a lot of living yet I want to do,” she whispered, so no one would hear her words of encouragement and, at the same time, a short prayer for a safe flight.
    Stepping inside, Vivi found the interior was bigger than her entire condo and decorated a lot more richly. Everywhere she looked was leather captain seats, very high quality mahogany end tables, and a massive conference table and eight chairs if anyone wanted to hold a meeting mid-flight. She didn’t, but it was still pretty amazing looking, Vivi thought.
    “Good morning, Miss Bloom. My name is Audrey and I’ll be taking care of you today. Assisting me will be Christina. Please choose any chair you would like for the flight today.”
    “Good morning Audrey.” Vivi trailed behind the flight attendant, gawking the whole time and trying not to show her nervousness. She’d been fine right up until the minute they reached the tarmac and she stepped out of the car.
    “We’re awaiting the arrival of Mr. Hogan and Mr. Baker, and then we’ll be ready to leave for St. Thomas. Once we’re airborne, Christina and I will be serving breakfast. Would you like something to drink while you wait?”
    “Hot tea would be wonderful if it’s not a problem,” Vivi answered, pulling her gaze back to the young woman.
    “Coming right up.”
    Vivi lowered herself into the plush cream-colored leather chair and sighed.  Though this looked more like a huge armchair than a cramped and uncomfortable airline seat.
    “Well, if it isn’t the famous Vivian Bloom.”
    Vivi turned toward the sound of the voice and smiled. “Fancy meeting you here, gentlemen. And I do use the term loosely based on prior experience.”
    Jeff Baker leaned over and kissed Vivi on the cheek. “Woman, do you ever look less than perfect?”
    “Hey, share would you?” John Hogan shoved Jeff aside and brushed Vivi’s cheek fondly.
    “I hear it’s the three of us this week,” Vivi said, watching the two models select a chair.
    “In most cases, three’s a crowd, but this time three’s company.”
    “And I’m glad to have you along for the fun.”
    John dropped his carry-on next to a chair across the aisle and lowered himself into it. “Ah, I’ve died and gone to Heaven.”
    Jeff followed suit and soon the three were engaged in a lively conversation till a man’s voice came over the speakers.
    “Please fasten your seatbelts in preparation for take-off. Once we reach our cruising altitude of twenty-thousand feet, Audrey will begin serving breakfast. Until then, sit back, enjoy the flight and let the cabin crew know if there is anything you require.”
    What she required was her feet on the ground. Vivi closed her eyes and sucked in a deep breath. Flying was never her favorite thing to do and yet her job required it practically on a weekly basis. Her stomach lurched as the plane picked up speed and was soon off the runway and climbing higher and higher away from the ground. Once the clouds blanketed everything within sight, Vivi would be fine until it was time to drop the landing gear and head for terra-firma.
    Vivi accepted the mug of hot tea and carefully took a sip. She wished she could brew something this wonderful at home, but hers always ended up tasting just a bit off.
    “I could seriously get used to this,” Jeff said from across the aisle.
    “Beats first class every time,” Vivi replied. “But this is a first for me. Usually I’m traveling commercial. I’ve never been in a private plane before.”
    “Gives new meaning to the phrase how the upper