“Been there. Can I whip you up some breakfast before I head to work?”
“Absolutely not,” I say with a shake of my head. “You’re too kind, really. Besides. I still need to pack and nag Carly for the tenth time to do the same,” I say with faux irritation that seems to finally put Mary at ease.
She laughs at that and nods. “Good luck with that.”
“Thanks, have a good day at work!” I say as I shake my head and move towards Carly’s room.
When I open the door, I expect her to be asleep still. All she has done since we’ve been back is sleep and party, I swear. To my surprise, though, she’s up. Not only is she up but she’s dressed, make up on and hair curled. She’s also standing next to her luggage along with another bag she didn’t bring with her originally.
Carly turns to look at me, her nose wrinkling in disapproval.
“You look like shit.”
I scoff and shake my head but don’t say anything as I move to the things I left in the room and begin gathering some new clothes.
“I didn’t expect you to be up and at it so early. Our flight isn’t until two.”
“Yeah, change of plans, actually,” she says.
I turn my head to look at her as she shrugs.
“Danielle’s loser boyfriend dumped her and they were supposed to go on a cruise to the Caribbean so she invited me.”
“When is this?” I ask.
“We leave today, like, right now actually,” she says as she looks down at her phone and begins wheeling her luggage past me.
“What? You’re not coming back to Boston?” I ask.
She pauses at the door and turns.
“I will when I’m back. It’s just a ten day cruise.”
“Were you going to tell me?” I scoff.
“Well, I would have but you wanted nothing to do with me last night,” she says, gnashing her teeth in my direction.
I don’t even attempt to play into her dramatics as I shake my head.
“Carly, we have to talk.”
“I can’t talk right now. I’ll call you when I land in Miami and if I have service I’ll text you here and there. Love ya,” she says as she leans in and presses a kiss to my cheek before strutting out of her room and down the hall.
I stand there practically speechless for a moment before I shake my head.
What the fuck ever.
I called the office and had my meeting pushed back to Monday, giving me the entire weekend free thankfully, and I knew exactly how I was going to spend it. After a few more calls with my pilot, I was able to make all of the arrangements and accommodations for the trip and now I just had to run the final errand.
At 5:02PM, I open the front door just as Cassi is walking out of her job, pausing when she sees me.
“What are you doing here?” she asks. “Wasn’t your flight at two?”
“Change of plans, c’mon,” I say, holding my hand out for her.
She frowns, slipping her hand into mine as she speaks.
“Where are we going?”
