Sela smiled as the now familiar heat traveled along her spine. She’d have to ask Nick how he managed to do that. Raising her gaze to meet his, she decided against it. He was already far too cocky where she was concerned. “The seat is taken,” she said sternly trying her best not to melt from the heated glance he was bestowing on her. “Was your plane late?” she asked. “You should have been here over an hour ago.” “I missed the earlier one and was forced to take the next flight.” Sela thought for a moment before pulling out her Blackberry and tapping on it. “You could have called.” Nick grinned and took the phone from her hand. Raising a brow he looked at the phone, touched a couple of buttons and handed it back to her. “If you’d had it on or bothered to check you would have seen I’d called.” He waited knowing she wouldn’t just take his word for it but would indeed check the message.
