IDRIS
“I need to tell you something,” Jack says when we are waiting for our luggage to pass the security,
“Whatever it is, It can wait till we reach our home,” I say, shushing him.
“No, it’s important.” He says uncomfortably, makes me worried.
I take his face in my hands, “You aren’t married and hide your pregnant wife there right?” I ask. Half joking, half-serious.
Jack laughs, “No, The girl I wanted to marry broke up with me last Christmas and I just got her back three days before.” He means me.
I laugh, I know I’m blushing, thanks to luggage. I walked to grab the luggage, Jack followed me.
“Alex is supposed to pick up but he isn’t for who knows what reason. We are taking a cab.” Jack hails his hand for an airport cab and loads the luggage into the trunk. He shared the addr
