Chapter 18: Kiss And Make Up

From the same exclusive bar where he met Kenzie on the cruise, Andrew was by himself, drinking hard liquor and constantly looking at his phone. 

He was contemplating whether to text Kenzie again. He thought, 'I wasn't much of a bother, was I? I gave her the space that she needed.' 

Leaning back in his seat, he considered, 'I mean, I only message her every hour. It wasn't like... I texted her all the time!'

His last text to her suggested where he was, hoping she would come after him. 

Andrew: [Kenzie, I am at the bar, in case you want to kiss and make up. I really miss you, sweetheart.]

They weren't really in a fight, but the "space" thing and the "time to think" thing was getting into him badly. 

When Kenzie left his suite two days ago, he gave himself an hour to think. That was all it took for him to conclude; he wanted to marry Kenzie no matter what. 

He groaned in his seat, making a mess of his hair