Wanted by Her Lost Love

The next morning Ryan gently shook her awakeand she stretched languidly before getting up. Afterher shower, he fixed them breakfast. When theywere done eating, he gathered their luggage to takedown to the car.On the drive to the airport Kelly was quiet. A partof her felt a tingle of excitement at the prospect of aweek in paradise with Ryan, while the other partdreaded the forced intimacy. She had focused somuch on her anger and hatred that it had come as ashock to her that she was still deeply in love withRyan. And that frustrated her more than anything.Was she a masochist?First of all to love a man who quite obviously didnot love her in return, but to love him even after hismost cutting betrayal? Pathetic.To her surprise, they weren’t taking a commercialflight. Ryan had chartered a private jet to take themnonstop to the island.The flight was just a few hours, but halfway throughshe began fidgeting in her seat. She was nervous,edgy, and she was suffering a major case of cold