Jasmine
If anyone knew what I was doing they’d probably think I’d lost my mind.
Well, everyone but Shane, apparently, because he was right here next to me, going along with my crazy scheme.
“You good?” he asked, causing me to turn and look at him.
We were currently about thirty thousand feet in the air … on a flight to Las Vegas.
I nodded slowly.
“I think so.”
Shane’s lips turned up and he placed his hand on my leg.
“You know, you can change your mind at any time. We don’t have to do this, we could just go gambling and hang out at the pool until our flight back home.”
I smiled at him, grateful that he was being so cool about everything.
Wait, why was he being so cool about this? Wasn’t he freaked out at all? Didn’t he have any questions? Reservations?
I felt my brow furrow when
