Please shoot me.
Anyway, Lyall and his wife recently got married—I don’t remember who Lyall is and frankly don’t care—and they’re expecting their first child.
I wish I didn’t know any of this.
“That’s so wonderful.I’ll have to tell Mom,” Emily says.
“Are you married?”the passenger asks.
“Me?No.Single and carefree.Traveling the world,” she chimes, then I hear her voice come closer.“What about you?”
I blink and turn my head.
“What?”
Stupidly, I remove my earbuds.Listening to the chitchat over the steady timber of the podcast discussing market changes was irritating, anyway.
Most people finish a conversation on a flight, then settle in quietly.Not Emily.I wouldn’t be surprised if she makes her way around first class and introduces herself to everyone.
“We were just—”
“I heard,” I reply roughly.
I don’t need her to go over Lyall’s life.I know more about the man than anyone should know about a stranger.
“I’m guessing you’re engaged.”Emily chuckles, her blue eyes sparkling.
Immediately I’m irritated.
As a man in my mid-thirties, I’m either assumed to be married or questioned as to why I’m not.
“You would be wrong.”I toss back the last of my whisky and hope the flight attendant gets back here fast.
Then I notice the cart coming toward us and the cabin is filled with delicious aromas.
Good.
Food normally makes people sleepy and...quiet.
When I turn back, Emily’s smile has faded from her eyes, and I find myself regretting my comment.Our gazes lock and there’s an insecurity within them that bothers me.
I don’t like it.
I want that fucking smile back on her face.
“Never married.Never will be.”I study her pretty features, her full lips and pink cheeks.
If she brushed her wild hair and put on a designer dress and some fuck me heels, I can imagine Emily Harper would look pretty damn fuckable.
Our meals are placed in front of us, and I resign myself to listening to all theoohsandaahsfrom Emily for the next several hours.She’s even impressed by the nice napkin.
Good lord.
“Do you fly first class a lot?”she asks.
“No.”
“Me neither.”
