Turbulence

Bronwyn St. Claire booked a quiet window seat and expected nothing more than a little reading. What she didn't expect was Nate Collins — remote‑working, whiskey‑loving, Hill‑Country Texan — or the incendiary spark that ignites between them at 30,000 feet. One impulsive weekend in Toronto becomes four days of reckless surrender: late‑night confessions, boundary‑pushing intimacy, and the rare comfor...