They'd been on the plane, ready for take-off, when he noticed what the twins were doing. They sat, one on each side of Lindi, before Rafe could claim the seat next to her. He suspected the only reason they hadn't claimed the spots next to her in the limo was because they'd been determined to take as much of the car apart as they could manage without being caught.
"I didn't know you have a private jet?" Lindi looked around, her expression approving of the interior without a hint of envy or avarice. Not for the first time, he wondered how she could've cheated on him. But did she? Lately, he'd been having doubts. Doubts he couldn't afford to have because the implications were too horrific to contemplate.
He shrugged. "I don't exactly. I own it along with some friends. It made sense for us to share the plane since none of us like to travel commercial."
"Not enough leg room?" she asked.