What a creep. She thought.
He stood there without a word, just staring, the way he had at the check-in counter when they had met that morning. It was the same entitled look as though he had every right to stare and enjoy, as though her body were his property.
"You said it was okay." She said.
"I didn't say any such thing." He replied slowly, his eyes lingering on her parts of her that didn't include her face. "But hell, I guess it's not so bad. I said a little less makeup but I didn't mean this much less." He chuckled. "I'll see you on the flight." He turned and abruptly slammed the door shut as he left.
What in the hell? Don't tell me I'm on a nine-hour flight with a psycho. She thought. Christ, I hope his brother is more normal than this. Maybe this crappy job isn't worth it. Not even for a free trip to Tahiti. Not even to keep my mother in...
No. That thought ended it. She would put up with whatever he could throw at her. Twelve thousand dollars was nothing to him, but it was everything to her. After all the minimum wage years she had put in for him at Drummond Airlines, this was something she deserved.
She finished her shower quickly, just washing off the soap and then buttoned herself back up into her uniform. Time to go to work.
She opened the door and started as she saw that Alex was standing right outside the door with his hand raised, ready to knock.
"Hi there." He said. "Did you get a chance to freshen up alright?"
Back to charmer mode. She thought.
"I don't know." She said. "Based on what you saw, what do you think?"
He looked puzzled.
"Well, based upon what I can see right now I'd say yes. Most definitely." He took her hand very gently and then in his commanding way said, "Follow me. I'd like you to meet my brother before we prepare for takeoff."
Melanie didn't move. Alex turned to her, his eyebrows raised in question.
"Melanie?"
"Mr. Drummond, I'm not sure that I can take this flight with you after all."
He let go of her hand.
"Well, okay, but can you at least tell me why?"
She opened her mouth to speak but just as she did, someone appeared from the cockpit. He was identical to Alex, in every way. He was even dressed the same.
Alex followed her eyes to his brother advancing down the aisle.
"Oh," he said, "this is my brother Sebastian. Sebastian, this is--"
"We've already met." His eyes locked onto Melanie's and she recognized the same cold stare, the one from arrivals and then just now in the shower. So that mystery was solved. One cold, arrogant, asshole billionaire twin brother and one drop dead, gorgeous, charmer from heaven billionaire twin brother.