SLOANE
“Oh.” I immediately begin standing. “Sorry.”
But Carter quickly shakes his head. “No, no. Don't worry about it.”
I pause halfway up.
“You can stay.”
“What?”
“You like the window seat too, right?”
I blink.
“How do you know that?”
He shrugs.
“There are other empty seats but this is the only empty window seat.”
Fair enough.
“I'll just sit here.”
I narrow my eyes suspiciously.
Nobody this friendly can be trusted.
Still, the thought of giving up the window seat sounds significantly worse.
So I sit back down.
“Thanks.”
“No problem.”
An awkward silence follows.
Then realizing normal people apparently introduce themselves properly, I sigh.
“I'm Sloane.”
“I know.”
I immediately regret speaking.
“Right.
“Soane Vance.” He says fully.
I exhale. “Unfortunately.”
That
