Chapter Twenty-Two
Gabriel
“Okay, what’s the schedule?” Tucker asked. His voice was muffled because he was leaning into the back of one of the planes.
I glanced at the screen on my phone, reviewing an email Nora had just sent with our flight schedules. “You’re doing the mail run, I have some supplies to deliver, and then we both have a few sightseeing trips this afternoon.”
Tucker straightened, closing the door to the back of the plane and leaning against it as he crossed his arms. “Well, it sounds like we’re gonna have the same kind of day.” His bright blue eyes coasted over me. “You’re looking cheerful this morning. Have a good night with Nora?”
I grinned. “Everything with Nora is good.” I didn’t speak it aloud, but it was such a profound relief we weren’t trying to hide us anymore.
