Page 44 of From Air

I cross my arms. Then fold my hands. Then lace them behind my back. God, he makes me crazy with a need to touch him. “Miami. It’s Melissa’s parents’ anniversary. It’s just for two nights. And Maren’s right. I’ll be fine. No big deal. It’s not like I haven’t wanted to fly. I’ve just never needed to before now.”

“You asked Maren to go?”

I nod.

“Is she your person now?” He’s baiting me with a giant, fat worm.

“I thought we ended the you-being-my-person thing.”

“I thought we ended something else. I was unaware that the two were mutually exclusive.”

“They’re not.” I tip my chin up as if I know where this is going. I don’t.

“Then I’m hurt you didn’t ask me.”

I narrow my eyes. Hurt? He’s not hurt. He’s, once again, messing with me.

“I’m hurt you didn’t invite me bowling. You know I like Gary and Evette.”

He pushes off the wall and glances at his watch. “Hurry up. We leave in twenty minutes.”

“I ...” My words die when he gives me a challenging expression. “Twenty.” I smile and shoot into the bathroom.

“You’re late,” he scolds when I hop in his truck.

“Two minutes.”

“If you’re two minutes late for your plane, it will leave without you.” He pulls onto the street.

“So why didn’t you leave without me?” I stare at the side of his head.

His lips twitch.

“You knew I’d be worth the wait.”

Fitz gives me a sidelong glance. “Yeah. You’re worth a two-minute wait.” He returns his attention to the road.

“Five minutes?”

He bobs his head in contemplation.

“Ten?”

“No.”

I laugh. “Yet another reason you’re still single.”

“You think that’s it?” His brow furrows.

“Perhaps.”

He hums. “Then what explains whyyou’restill single?”

“That’s easy. I’m ten years younger than you. I’m hotter than you, which makes me intimidating. And I chose to be a travel nurse because I don’t want to stay in one place for too long, which makes me inaccessible.”

“You’re not hotter than me.”

Ilovethat he latched on to that. “We’ll ask Gary and Evette.”

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