Chapter 20

Kata frowned. Why the hell would the woman think . . . Then she felt Ben’s hand, warm and big, as he tangled his fingers with hers.

“Nothing for him,” she whispered to the other woman so she didn’t wake him.

With a polite smile, the flight attendant moved away.

A few minutes later, Ben stirred at her side. “Damn, did I miss the coffee?”

“You can have some of mine.” She offered the cup to him with her free hand.

“That’s okay, but thanks. I’ll get some when we lay over in Dallas.” He squeezed her hand affectionately.

Discomfort wound through Kata. She’d never had a problem with Ben’s touch, so why now? She still considered him a friend—hell, he’d helped Mari throw her a great birthday party—but the idea of sex with him again didn’t appeal. In fact, it turned her way off.

Ben was good in bed, but she didn’t have romantic feelings for him. Kata had long viewed that as a blessing, hoping that after all she’d seen with Mamá and Gordon over the las