KATY'S POV
We’re still stuck in Chicago. As ridiculous as that sounds, it’s not exactly a surprise. The Network Collective draws a lot of people every year, and with Chicago being one of those major convention cities, trying to get out afterward is basically a collective headache for everyone.
“Damn it!!” Braydon swears again, probably the third time in two minutes. He’s clearly frustrated, maybe a little more than me. But honestly? I can’t blame him. I’d be cranky too if I’d been behind the wheel for four hours, only to end up inching along traffic while it’s almost 9p.m
And before anyone suggests we just crash at a hotel, trust me…we’ve tried. Thrice. Every room is booked, even the dog wing of one hotel. Yes, that’s right….the section where they keep the dogs. Not that we could sleep
