Open Fire by M.E. Carter

Author:M.E. Carter [Carter, M.E.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: M.E. Carter

Chapter Twelve

Sloan

“I’m officially giving up on wrapping paper,” I announce as I drop down into yet another airport chair. I’m tired of sitting in Tampa International, but we lucked out finding these cushioned chairs in the main terminal. And some fun snacks during our search. What is it about chocolate Chex that just tastes better on a trip?

“I don’t believe you,” Becker replies, settling next to me. He shifts around to get comfortable and then arches a brow my direction.

“I know I said it before, but we’ve now hit every store in two different terminals, including this one. If they don’t have wrapping paper in the main terminal, it’s nowhere.” I harumph my frustration. “You know what? I’m going to send them a strongly worded complaint about this.”

Becker laughs but doesn’t look over, instead closing his eyes as he leans his head back on the chair. “About wrapping paper?”

“Why not?” I unzip my backpack and pull my phone out from the inner compartment. With all my bag issues today, I was afraid of keeping it in my back pocket, so unless we’re sitting, it’s been safely tucked away most of the day. Becker can keep me updated on our flight. “They need to know little things like this are irritating to customers. It’ll help them make the airport a better place to be.”

“You go right ahead and send that complaint. Should I start calling you Karen or Becky? Maybe Janet? Who is it that calls the manager these days?”

“Jackass,” I grumble, which earns me a light chuckle despite his still closed eyes.

Becker looks so relaxed, his arms crossed over his broad chest, a small smile gracing his lips. Lips I was this close to kissing. I’m not sure if I’m grateful to that guy for interrupting our moment or pissed about it.

Don’t get me wrong—I want to kiss Becker. A lot. The more time we spend together, the more attracted to him I am. If we had met under any other circumstances, I’d have no hesitation at all. It’s just hard to figure out what’s real and what’s just emotions due to the situation. As much as I’d like to throw caution to the wind, it’s safer for both of us to keep a few boundaries in place. For now anyway. The day isn’t over yet.

I quickly respond to a text from my sister updating her on our schedule, then begin scrolling through my phone, trying to find the official airport website. I’m shocked by how many random places my search engine tries to take me to.

Finally, I’m on the right page, but how the heck do I submit a suggestion? Do I just complain? But are the stores even operated by the airport? This is more effort than I thought it would be.

“I hate people watching,” Becker suddenly blurts out.

I glance up at him, my eyes already tired from the strain of reading this tiny little screen and never finding what I’m looking for. Becker’s body is still relaxed, but his head is up and eyes are open, taking in our surroundings.

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