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Being on the company’s jet with Aston was like seeing it for the first time and through entirely different eyes. She was like a kid in a candy store. Collapsing onto one of the seats, she kicked her feet up and lay back with a grin on her face. “Now this is luxury.”

“It’s pretty nice.” I looked around, shifting my feet on the thick carpet. Dad liked to travel in style and the jet showed it. The finishes were nothing but the best, and the thing had all the creature comforts a workaholic could ever need, including seats that could swivel to have meetings with up to sixteen people, an antique mahogany desk, and a bar that catered to every taste.

Aston jumped up from the seat and went to explore the rest of the plane. “This is what you call pretty nice? It’s spectacular.”

She stuck her head into the bathroom and reappeared a minute later. “You have heated towel rails on a plane? That’s insane. It’s not only pretty nice. Pretty nice is when you get an empty seat next to you in coach
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