Blood Price (The Blankenships Book 5) - Plot & Excerpts
The plane was like something off a movie set—smaller than she expected, really, but still giving the impression that it was huge. There was a big screen TV, a table, chairs. She watched Alex speak briefly to the pilot, and then lead her back towards a small cabin over the wings of the plane. “I’ve told the crew that we’ll eat in a few hours,” he said. “London is ahead of us, and it’s about a six hour flight, so we’ll get there around dinner time. I imagine you’re tired, but you’ll feel better if you can manage to stay awake until bedtime there. The jet lag will be less intense. I’ll need to speak with Peter briefly tonight, but we’ll save the big dramatic work talk for tomorrow.” She stepped into the cabin and had to reorient herself. The room was small, but luxurious, with a full bed and plush covers stretched over it. “If you don’t want me to sleep, then why are you bringing me into the bedroom?” Zoey gave him an arched eyebrow, and Alex laughed.
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