Are you implying I have a Gavin-shaped hole?
Gavin
You do now, Princess. Perhaps I can fill it for you.
Haddy
Night, Gav.
Yep. I put my phone on the charger feeling all hot and flustered. Reaching into my bedside drawer, I take out the smooth purple device. It’s not as big as the gray knight’s dick, but it gets the job done.
A few well-placed vibrations, and my back arches, my legs shake, and I’ll get through another night without him.
Gavin
Boarding the plane, wondering if you have a favorite food?
Haddy
Tater tots.
I closethe door to the oven, standing back and crossing my arms. They’ll be back tonight, and I can’t keep the zippy feeling out of my stomach. My throat is tight, and I can’t stop smiling.
Gavin
You’re kidding…
Haddy
Crispy tater tots with salt and ketchup are the best thing on the planet. Like God’s little gifts of deliciousness.
Gavin
Hayden Bradford, you never stop surprising me.
Haddy
Is that a bad thing?
Gavin
It’s one of my favorite things about you, Princess.
16
Gavin
The flight from Arizona to California feels like forever. I’m leaning forward, looking out the window of the small, chartered plane the team uses when the pilot tells us to prepare for landing.
Texting with Haddy has brought us closer, and it’s also put this unexpected ache in my chest. I can’t wait to see her. It’s been so long.
It’s dark when we touch down at the airport, but the nice thing about having our own plane is when we land, we can leave. We don’t have to deal with waiting for our luggage to show up in baggage claim, and Mav’s gray Rover is parked in the private lot right outside the small terminal.
He hangs back, of course, chatting with Saxon about our next game in a few days, but I’m in the passenger’s seat with my phone in my hand, wondering if I should text her.
Finally, my friend gets in the car, but I can tell he’s not in a hurry to get anywhere. I’m about to crawl out of my seat. I wish I’d offered to drive.
“Want to stop off and grab something to eat?” If Mav were driving any slower, we could walk.