Aftershock: A Charity McAdams Novella by Elizabeth Storme

Author:Elizabeth Storme
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Published: 2013-03-15T04:00:00+00:00

The flight passes quickly and without too much trouble. I spent most of it cycling through different scenarios of how it will play out when I land and see Brandon again.

There is always the classic “run and jump into his arms” scene that is a staple in romantic comedy flicks. But perhaps we’re more subtle, something like a long embrace and a sweet kiss. Or, maybe he will try to play it down for the paparazzi and we just kind of act like longtime friends rather than a couple. At least until we get to the car…hmmm…maybe that could work out after all.

All my fantasy planning seems to have been in vain. I get off the plane and when I funnel through and get back to the main gate there is no sign of Brandon. In all my excitement I hadn’t checked my phone since turning it off for the flight. I power it up as I make my way to the luggage area, thinking maybe he is meeting me there. When the screen flicks on I see two texts from him and a voicemail.

Not a good sign.

I stop walking and someone rams into me. I mumble an apology and step off to the side, along the wall, to check my messages.

I’m so sorry. I won’t be there to pick you up today. I got stuck in a meeting with my PR firm. I’ll be at the house when you get there. I promise. I’m sending a car for you. They will meet you at baggage claim. I love you!

And the second:

Can’t wait to see you!!! I have a surprise waiting for you!

I press the phone to my ear and listen to the voicemail which is basically the same thing as what he said in the texts. I frown and click off the phone before the message finishes. I stuff the phone back in my pocket and start walking again.

It’s unbelievable to me that he won’t be here. I’m not sure if I am more angry or disappointed.

I mean he wasn’t even planning on being in L.A. right now, so how could he have a meeting that’s so important he can’t get out of it to pick me up at the airport?

For a minute I am tempted to text him back and say something snappy but I take a deep breath and remind myself that he probably tried his best to get here. I know how much he wants to see me. As I stand at the carousel for luggage I scan back through previous texts where he was going on and on about how much we miss each other. It’s slightly ridiculous to read back and I find myself laughing at the more syrupy lines.

There is a tap on my shoulder and I jump, startled by it. I turn and see an older gentleman in a nice suit.

“Ms. McAdams?” He asks.

“Yes,” I say, realizing he is probably the driver Brandon hired to pick me up.

He holds out a hand for me to shake.

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