<strong>Lady Beatrice</strong><br/><br/>Lady Beatrice smiled ever so smartly. The drink was putting a touch of flush in her cheeks as she sipped listening to lily.<br/><br/>“Where ever did you come from my dear. Your accent is so exotic. I really must know. Oh, and tell me a little about yourself.”<br/><br/><strong>Brett</strong><br/><br/>“Of course Madison,” Brett replied and gathered her in his arms. His lips on hers in a heady kiss as he walked to the back of the plane in the direction of an open bedroom door.