STEVIE
Z
ee (Daddy) Zanders:
I grabbed your bag, and I’m parked around the corner.
Me: I told you that you don’t have to wait for me. Indy can drive me home.
Zee (Daddy) Zanders: I’m the sexy one in the Benz. See you when you’re done.
“Ready to go?” Indy grabs her flight bag as I follow her down the aisle of the empty airplane. We give the pilots a wave goodbye before descending the stairs and taking off towards the parking lot at O’Hare International airport in Chicago.
“Actually, I figured out a ride. But thank you. I’m sure Alex is stoked that you’re coming home early.”
“I can’t wait to see him.” Indy’s eyes sparkle with mischief.
“I shouldn’t expect to hear from you until our next road trip, huh?”
“Exactly.” She shoots me a knowing wink as we walk to her car. “This is me.
