Staring at the reflective surface of the floor at his feet, Dean prepared himself for the inevitable rejection that would come with that minute hand slipping over the twelve to solidify that her choice had been made. He thought of the things he would miss but also the things he had been thankful for as a sweet cadence forced his eyes upright from having become engrossed in his deep thoughts.
“Ready to go?” His head shot up in excitement as the sight of a beautiful woman with a brilliant smile looked at him with a polite grin as he gave a gentle nod; pleased for this next step. But as he followed behind the stewardess that he had asked to inform him when he could board at the very last second, he could feel his heart remain in that seat as he crossed over the tarmac and into his designate
