Unwelcome Reunions (His Dirty Secret Book 3) Read Free Page B

her when she talked was a clear indication that something was on his mind, and she wasn’t completely convinced that it was all about work.
     
    Had she done something to upset him or to piss him off in some way? Or maybe he was just regretting his decision to take her along on the trip. Of course, it could be that the fact that he’d very recently filed for divorce and it was taking its toll on him. No matter how much he said it was what he wanted, Isobel couldn’t help but wonder if he’d felt pressured into it and was now regretting his decision.
     
    Or it was quite possible that she was over-reacting and he really was busy, and maybe she should stop being so bloody paranoid and insecure, she told herself as she picked up one of the magazines from the table and flipped through the pages.
     
    Alternating between reading the magazine and looking out of the small round window in awe at the breathtaking sight of puffy white clouds and a beautiful blue sky, Isobel almost jumped out of her skin when Tyler touched her on the shoulder. She hadn’t even heard him get up from the desk and walk towards her.
     
    “Are you enjoying the flight?” He seemed to be a little less tense and Isobel found herself relaxing as well. “Can I get you a drink of something?”
     
    “Yes and no, in that order.” She smiled up at him, relieved to get a genuine smile in return. “The flight is absolutely amazing, and I don’t need a drink, but thank you.” She glanced across to his work station. “Have you finished what you needed to do?”
     
    “Yes, thank God. I hate these meetings, but the fact that it’s with the rest of the shareholders of the hotel, I always feel as though I need to over-prepare. It simply wouldn’t look good for the majority shareholder to have not done his homework, especially with a hotel of this size and caliber.”
     
    Isobel was surprised, and it showed in the way her mouth fell open in a cute ‘O’. “I didn’t realize that we were going to a hotel that you owned.” That would explain how he knew so much about what the hotel store had to offer in the way of beauty products and such. She felt like a complete jealous idiot.
     
    “I part own it. I actually hold a seventy five percent share, so it’s really important that I ensure that everything I’m supposed to do is done correctly.” He paused briefly. “Of course, Jessica owns a share also, which makes it even more vital that I don’t make any mistakes.”
     
    Isobel felt her heart sink at the news. Tyler’s soon to be ex-wife was an intimidating woman at the best of times, and now that it was public knowledge that her and Tyler were an item the chances were that she would be even more of a bitch. But, Isobel was not going to let the woman get to her if at all possible. In fact, it was doubtful that she’d even see her with any luck.
     
    “So, are you ready to see the bedroom now?” Tyler wiggled his eyebrows in the way he did that always made her laugh and melt all at the same time. She took the hand that he offered to her and let him pull her to her feet, and then they walked hand in hand towards the back of the plane where the bedroom obviously was.
     
    Isobel wasn’t sure what she’d been expecting, but as Tyler opened the door and ushered her inside she knew that it wasn’t what she found, although in retrospect she shouldn’t have been so surprised.
     
    The size of the bed wasn’t what took Isobel unawares; after all, wasn’t it perfectly normal to have a king-sized bed on a private plane? The small but functional closets and drawers were also expected, and much nicer than what she had in her home, she couldn’t help thinking.
     
    What did surprise her was the very obvious fact that this was a bedroom that had been designed with Tyler’s penchant for BDSM in mind. There were metal loops on the bottom of the two legs that were visible on the bed, and Isobel was pretty sure that the two remaining legs that she