That Snowy Night (Into The Fire Book 11) by J.H. Croix

Author:J.H. Croix [Croix, J.H.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-12-07T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty

Delilah

I turned along the road that led to the airport, feeling a little sick inside. I’d tried to make this morning normal. We had coffee, and I made omelets for breakfast. Alex insisted on helping me clean up, which annoyed me.

He’d returned his rental car two days ago after I insisted I could take him to the airport. I was now regretting that choice because I felt like a foolish girl. I was going to miss him, and this impending goodbye was bearing down on me at warp speed. I wasn’t ready to take the hit.

As I got farther down the road to the airport, it felt as if the signs were even pressuring me. I had to decide between short-term parking and just dropping him off at the curb. The decision felt ominous. I didn’t know which choice to make. If Alex hadn’t been in the car with me, I’d probably have driven a few loops while my thoughts went to war with themselves.

But it was as if he could read my mind as he reached across the console, sliding his hand onto my thigh. “If it’s easier for you, you can drop me off at the curb. You can’t go to the gate anyway.”

All of the sudden, I knew the answer. “I’m walking you to security,” I said.

His eyes widened in surprise, and I smiled. I liked surprising Alex, even over something this small.

We didn’t talk while Alex got his bag, and we walked together through the parking garage into the airport. I waited while he checked in. Of course, he didn’t check a bag. The man had packed enough clothes in his backpack for two weeks, which I thought was pretty remarkable.

He reached for my hand as we began to walk toward security. I looked around at all the other people hurrying past us through the airport and wondered if anyone else’s heart was breaking like mine.

When we got to the area before he would get in line to go through security, he stopped and turned to face me. He let his backpack slide off his shoulder and rest on the floor by his feet.

Capturing both of my hands in his, he searched my face quietly. “Did you decide about coming out to visit over your break? You can tell me next week if you’d rather think about it some more.”

I had decided, but I was such a chickenshit that I’d been afraid to tell him. I swallowed through the tightness in my throat and nodded.

“Is that a ‘yes, you’re coming’ or a more general ‘yes, you decided’?” A smile teased at the corners of his mouth.

“Yes,” I whispered. “I’ll come. Though I’m not sure how I feel about you getting my tickets.”

I could only bear to look at him for so long, so I dropped my eyes to the floor and stared at our feet. I’d worn a pair of tennis shoes, as he had, after he commented he needed something comfortable since he had to be on the plane for over twelve hours.

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