End Game
If I’m in the middle of a long shift, I can’t just leave and hop on the first plane I can to the Midwest.
She rests her head on my shoulder. “We have the plane ride to sleep. Well, you can sleep at least. I’ll probably be awake the whole time, which is okay. I’ve loaded up my Kindle and I’m ready to dive into this paranormal series I’ve been wanting to read for years.”
“Years?”
“I wait until at least three books are out in a series to start reading. Cliffhangers give me literal anxiety.”
I laugh and slip my arm around her, glancing up at the clock. Our plane is on time today, and we’ll be boarding soon.