Pilot's Perfect Match

What would you risk to uncover the truth-your career, your trust, or your heart?

Every time those wheels leave the runway, I die a little inside. For ten years, I've hidden my terror behind a perfect smile and a little white pill. No one sees the broken pieces still cutting me from the inside-not my passengers, not my crew, not even Delia, the woman who rebuilt my career after the crash that should have killed me.

Then HE walks onto my plane. Captain Ryan Mitchell with those piercing blue eyes that see right through my carefully constructed façade. When turbulence hits and my hands shake, he notices. When panic claws at my throat, he's there with steady words and an even steadier touch.

I never meant to fall for him in hotel rooms during storms or empty cabins on red-eye flights. Never imagined those strong arms had once pulled me from burning wreckage. Never dreamed he carried a decade of secrets that could destroy everything I believe about the past-and everyone I've trusted since.

Now I have to choose: the loyalty that defined my life, or the devastating truth he's risking everything to expose. Either way, I'll lose something precious. Either way, I'll crash again.

I've tracked this defect for ten years, followed the paper trail of corporate greed that led to ten deaths and nearly took her too. I never expected to find Xiomara still flying, still fighting her demons every day at 30,000 feet. Never planned to feel this magnetic pull toward the woman whose broken body I carried from the flames.

My mission was clear until she looked at me with those wounded brown eyes. Until I felt her tremble during turbulence and wanted nothing more than to keep her safe. Until I held her through the night and realized my investigation had become something far more personal.

Now I'm risking my career, my mission, and my heart. My own father will destroy anyone who threatens to expose the truth-including the flight attendant I'm falling for. Every piece of evidence we uncover puts Xiomara in greater danger. Every moment we spend together makes it harder to do what must be done.

The deadliest turbulence isn't in the air. It's in wondering if she'll ever forgive me when she learns who I really am-and what it will cost us both to finally land this plane safely.