Charlotte waited while the guys left the room. Working in an environment surrounded by a group of handsome men was definitely a perk of this job.

She caught a glimpse of the one pilot who had particularly caught her attention. She’d never spoken to him and far as she knew, he didn’t even know she existed. He seemed to stay to himself and didn’t hang out with the other pilots. His name was Ryan and it was a most fitting name because he looked a lot like Ryan Gosling – at least from a distance.

Charlotte went to her desk, put on her headset and went to work. First, she set up a temp flight attendant for tomorrow’s flight. Second, she made hotel reservations for the two pilots – Ryan and Jameson – at the same hotel the couple would be staying at. Finally, she made the flight arrangements.

With her work completed for the evening, she gathered up her things and headed toward the elevator. A few feet away from the elevator doors she stopped and watched as Ryan got onto the elevator.

Still in his uniform, he was carrying his duffle bag over his shoulder. As he turned, she saw that his head was down and he was typing on his phone.

He looked up just as the elevator doors slammed shut. And for the first time his gaze locked onto hers.

The blood pounded in her ears as her pulse quickened. Panicked, she dashed to the right and into the restroom. Just as she pushed against the door, she heard the elevator open.

He’d waited for her. After watching him from afar for two weeks, she was suddenly petrified of being locked inside an elevator with him. Even if it was only one floor down.

She hid in the ladies restroom until he had time to go downstairs and get into his car.

What’s wrong with me?

She was crushing on a guy she’d never even met.

I’m twenty years old. Not fifteen.

Besides, she had another week to work here before moving to her next assignment. Just because she’d managed to avoid him for two weeks, it wasn’t likely that she could avoid him another week, especially since both of them would be working in the morning. She’d probably be forced to interact with him then.

She had to give him paperwork for the flight. Since it was last minute, she couldn’t just leave it in his box.

As she came out of the restroom, she passed Noah in the hallway.

“Hey Charlotte. Is everything good for tomorrow’s flight?”

She smiled at her boss. It was clear why he was popular with his employees. He knew all their names, even hers as a temp worker. “All set.”

“I meant to ask you. Do you keep an overnight bag in your car?”

“An overnight bag? Me?”

“Just in case you’re needed to go out of town for something.”

Her eyes widened. “No. I didn’t know I was supposed to.”

He shrugged. “It’s not required. Our regular scheduler kept one and she never had to use it.”

“I can if I need to.”

“Nah. Don’t worry about it. I don’t think you’d ever use it.”

She smiled and said goodnight as they got off the elevator.

Now she had to make a stop before she went home. Where was the best place to get a duffel bag?