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concerned about you. We all are. Your workload—”
    â€œOh, Rachel, not you, too.” Sofia pinched the bridge of her nose.
    â€œYes, me, too. You’re the only sister I have and I’d kind of like to keep you around a little longer…or at least until you fulfill your duty as maid of honor at my wed ding later this month.”
    â€œFigures.” The two sisters laughed. After another twenty minutes of navigating through L.A. traffic, Rachel pulled into the private airstrip in Burbank where Limelight usually shared a chartered private jet with a list of other high-profile industry insiders. Given how her day was going so far, she had no idea why she was surprised to find that her wonderful temporary assistant didn’t book her on a flight to Las Vegas.
    â€œPlease say that you’re joking,” Sofia moaned. She had already had her bags unloaded from her sister’s car and Rachel had already taken off.
    The pretty, plus-size woman behind the counter fluttered a sympathetic smile at her. “No. I’m sorry. And we’re all booked up. Everyone is trying to get to the awards ceremony for the weekend.”
    â€œI know. That’s where I need to get to.” She let out a sigh and then tried to rein in her mounting frustration. If she got her hands on Stewart, he was a dead man. “There has to be something we can do. The chances of me getting out of LAX today will be close to impossible.”
    â€œI don’t know, ma’am. Like I said, every flight is completely booked.
    â€œAre you sure? There has to be some room. I can sit in the back with the stewardess. Hell, I can be a stewardess. Anyone want some time off? How hard can it be to serve drinks?”
    Still shaking her head, the lone booking agent held firm.
    â€œI don’t believe this,” Sofia said, jerking away from the counter only to come face to face with a smiling Ramell, dressed casual in a pair of black jeans and a white short sleeved top. Instantly, Sofia’s gaze zeroed in on his arm’s bulging bronze muscles. What Ram looked like in a suit versus what he looked like dressed down were two totally different animals; this one much more dangerous to her peace of mind.
    When her eyes shifted across the wide span of his chest, her hand started twitching at her side. She had a sudden curiosity of what it would feel like to run her fingers across it or even lay her head against it.
    Ram cleared his throat and Sofia’s gaze jumped up to his mirrored aviator sunglasses. “Is there a problem?” he asked.
    â€œNo,” Sofia lied.
    â€œYes,” the woman behind the counter contradicted. “Ms. Wellesley is looking for a flight to Las Vegas. Unfortunately, we’re all booked up.”
    â€œOh, is that right?” Ram’s smile stretched wider. “If you’re looking to hitch a ride, you’re more than welcome to ride shotgun with me.” She hesitated.
    â€œIt’s not a private jet. It’s just my own personal plane.”
    â€œWhat? You’re a pilot?”
    He chuckled. “I got my pilot license before my driver’s license.”
    â€œI think I’ll pass,” she said and then tapped her ear to place a call. “Stewart, I need a car.”
    Ram shrugged his big shoulders. “All right. Suit yourself.” He turned and started for the hangar.
    â€œYou know what, Stewart. Just give me the number. I’ll call them. You just call the airline and—scratch that—get me the number and I’ll call them, too.” She asked for a pen from the frowning woman behind the desk and jotted the numbers down. “Thank you.” She tapped her ear and pulled out her phone to start dialing.
    â€œExcuse me,” the counter girl said, interrupting her.
    â€œYes.”
    â€œLet me get this straight. You’d rather call and wait for a car to come get you so you can fight traffic over to LAX where you’ll wait