“Seriously?”
He nodded. “Do you have another speaking engagement this weekend?”
“No, I was just going to stay until tomorrow and fly out.”
“Change of plans. We’re flying out today so we can have dinner with him tonight.”
“I’d rather stay here.”
“When Jerry Bells invites you to dinner, that’s not an invitation. That’s an order.”
I hesitated.
“Come on. You can sleep on the plane.”
I breathed a sigh, and supposed compromise was a big part of marriage. Right?
CHAPTER 11
DUSTIN
Women don’t know it,but they look hot as hell in baseball caps and sunglasses, especially with their hair drawn up in a ponytail through the little hole in the back of the cap you use to adjust the size.
As we rode to the airport early in the afternoon—we found a flight that would land us in Chicago around five p.m.—I checked Cat out as she checked herself out, using the window as a mirror.
“I feel like I’m Sandra Bullock, undercover in ... what’s that movie?”
“Miss Congeniality?” I inquired as Lenny dropped us off in front of the airport.
She shook her head. “That’s definitely not it. I look more like a hobo right now than a contestant for a pageant,” she said, holding her arms out to emphasize her outfit.
“Yeah,” I winked. “Ahothobo.” I paused. “You don’t see too many hot hobos, though. I wonder why?”
She punched me in the arm. “Seriously. No one’s going to notice me. I’m sure we’ll be fine.”
I bit my lip as I gave her an up and down. To go with the Chicago Tigers cap I had gifted her, she also had on aviator sunglasses, a blue hoodie, and jeans.
“We’ll befineonce we get on the plane. But I’ve been a major news story before, and the first twenty-four hours are like a minefield of normies trying to accost you.”
“Did you just say ‘normies?’”
I shrugged. “You know, like normal people who aren’t celebrities.”
“That’s not nice.I’ma normie.”
“Youwerea normie until that video went viral. Now, you’re in the club with me. Come on.”
I led her through the gates at McCarran International Airport and printed out our boarding passes.
“Nice,” I said, reading our tickets. “Since I bought them, they gave you TSA pre-check.”
She pursed her lips. “Now there’s a benefit I didn’t see coming from this agreement.”
We headed toward security, our roller suitcases sounding loud on the ground.
“Speaking of that,” I said. “What are you going to do about the name change?”
She scoffed. “Well, this is temporary, so I don’t think it’s a good idea. All of my patients and colleagues know me as Doctor Vidal.”
