Juice: (An Alpha Male Billionaire Romance - Part 3) (Juice: The Series) - Plot & Excerpts
I’m also completely naked. The sweet reality of warmth and luxury comforts me as I check my cheek for drool. Everett is doing lunges up and down the main aisle as we taxi down the small runway. “Good morning, Ms. Cole,” he says as he settles into a deep knee bend. “Good morning, Everett. Don’t tell me there’s another helicopter ride. I’m growing quite bored of them,” I say with a hint of sarcasm. “Hush. No more rotors until we’re back in New York. We’ll stick to four wheeled transport for now.” The plane has come to a halt and a cherry red and black sports car which can only belong to Everett is ready to go alongside the jet. “Is that the four wheels you speak of?” “Correct. My custom McLaren P1. Only a prick American such as myself could get away with driving a British super car in Italy. Hop in!” * * * It’s a clear, warm degree day without a cloud to be found in the Mediterranean sky. I’d be in heaven, enjoying the drive and view of Lago di Como on my right, but I’m scared for my life.
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