Chapter Twenty-Nine
Flynn
“Flynn, I’m not a little girl. You’re being an a*s,” Cat said, her cheeks red and her eyes practically spitting fire as she glared at me.
“Cat, this is the second time you’ve skipped afternoon classes. Daphne isn’t here to pick you up, so you’ve got me. I thought you decided this guy was a jerk.”
Cat suddenly burst into tears and turned away in her seat to stare out the window. She wrapped her arms tightly around her waist. God help me. I didn’t handle tears well.
Nora was the first one Cat had texted with her dilemma, but she was at a doctor’s appointment this afternoon and wasn’t available. Nora had texted me right before I was supposed to take off for a tourist flight. Tucker had graciously taken over for me, and I’d zoomed over to pick Cat up at the addre
