Jake kisses me in the sitting room as Mathews takes his luggage past us toward the elevator outside the apartment door. I still haven’t got a handle on this panty-combusting thing he causes. His hands cup my jaw, leaving me with a kiss that curls my toes. My hormones perking up to say hello, giving me the usual warm, tingling longing.

“I’ll call you when I land, okay?” He brushes his nose against mine and lightly kisses me.

“I’ll miss you.” I sigh against him, my ...