"Here's your meal, Mr. Drummond."
"You don't have to call me that." He said abruptly, to the point of being rude.
"It's okay, Mr. Drummond."
"Don't call me that." He said louder. "If you can call my brother by his first name, then you can call me by mine, okay?"
"Whatever you prefer, uh..."
"Sebastian. It's Sebastian."
"Okay, Sebastian."
"Just leave it there."
Melanie couldn't believe the contrast between the two brothers. In every other way, they were identical -- remarkable even. To meet one man with such good looks was amazing in itself; to be alone with two of them was almost surreal.
Stop it, Melanie. Don't be crazy.
This wasn't her thing. Not at all. Spoiled rich guys? No way. They were identical in every hot, beautiful, sexy way, down to the rippling muscles in their thighs and butt cheeks swelling under their tailor-made suits. Then there was the difference in personality, which seemed to be the only way to tell them apart. That, and whatever they happened to be wearing at any given moment.
She left Sebastian behind to brood and sulk and returned to the master bedroom to see if there was anything else that Alex wanted. She found it empty, so she knocked on the bathroom door. There was no answer, so she went inside.
All of his things were there: his expensive aftershave, leather-bound shaving equipment, and monographed handkerchiefs. He hadn't lied when he had offered her one. He obviously had a fresh supply every day. He was every inch the successful businessman born from wealth and privilege.
She began to tidy things up and put everything in order. Sure, he hadn't asked her to, but it was a job she was happy to perform. The feel of his possessions was luxurious even to the touch. Where quality wasn't evident to the eye, it was clear to her sensitive fingertips and palms.
"Hi there."
The voice was deep, commanding, and soft. It must be Alex.
She turned and saw that he had gotten dressed, abandoning his business suit for jeans and a sweatshirt. Even casual looked rich on him. She felt like a schoolgirl with a crush again as her eyes lingered for a microsecond on his strong torso before coming to his face.
"Hi." She managed to say.
"You didn't have to do any of this," He said. "But I sure do appreciate it."
"It's okay." She said. "I really didn't mind."
"By the way, I should warn you that the ride is set to get a little rocky."
Just as he said that, the plane lurched and she slammed against his hard body. They fell to the floor and she landed solidly on top of him.