Chapter Twenty-One
We’re late to the plane.
I feel off-kilter, unsettled by what transpired in the car. What am I supposed to do now? This is a fling. With a term-limit. I’m not relationship material, and I’m sure as hell not father material. There’s no place for this to go. It has to end. But that’s the last thing I want.
Macey lays a hand on my arm once I hand off the suitcases to the flight attendant. “Are you okay?”
I’ve never been so relieved for the protective shield of sunglasses. I toss her a smile as I help her up the stairs to the plane. “Never been better.” Liar.
Her jaw drops as she turns in a circle inside the plane. “Wow. This is… just, wow.”
“It will ruin you for other air travel.” I cross to the bar and help myself to a tumbler of Pappy. Ask me if I give a s**t that i
