TWO WRONGS: Curvy Age Gap Grumpy Sunshine Romance by Dani Wyatt

TWO WRONGS: Curvy Age Gap Grumpy Sunshine Romance by Dani Wyatt

Author:Dani Wyatt [Wyatt, Dani]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2024-06-15T00:00:00+00:00


“Jesus, Jennifer and Joanne.” Jamie turns my way as we walk through the automatic doors at the airport. “That guy was intense. And, girl, what is with you?”

“Yeah,” I manage. “Intense.”

My new urge is to race back outside, hail another cab and beat it back to Hicks, Saman and Blunt, where I’ll throw myself on his desk and beg him to pick up where we left off last night in his sister’s office.

“That’s it? Yeah? You are a mess today.”

I take a deep breath, press a smile to my lips and shrug. “Just an off day.”

“Fine, well…you better hope Mr. Smolderson there doesn’t give you a bad review. Paula is this close to canning you.” He squeezes his thumb and index fingers together as a voice comes over the com system, calling for boarding on his flight home. “Shit, I gotta go. You okay?”

I wave him off. “Yes, go. I’m in the other terminal, got to get to my sister’s wedding in Massachusetts.”

Two hours and one flight delay and terminal change later, I’m racing to the security line because I didn’t hear the announcement an hour ago about the gate change for my flight, probably because I was busy daydreaming about those tattooed hands and that masturbation-inspiring voice of Mr. Tor Saman.

I drag my roller bag behind me. One wheel is loose, so the handle wobbles and shakes against my palm. I remain an even hotter mess than I was during the training session, because he’s turned my insides to goo and my brain to lusty mush. But I’m determined to shake this off.

A few days away will do me good.

Thank God I always keep my passport up to date, because I never did find my wallet, so getting through security with my driver’s license was out.

I spent three hours last night online and on the phone, canceling credit cards and checking my bank balances, which, well, there’s not much there to take to be honest.

I shake my head.

Get it together.

One kiss and a little groping, and you’re having visions of white dresses and unprotected honeymoon sex. Keep walking, in a few minutes he’ll be nothing more than inspiration for the next time I’m in the shower with my handheld.

The security line for Terminal C is just ahead, and I force my feet to take the last steps in that direction, stepping in line behind two young guys with backpacks and the vague scent of weed swirling around them.

I slap down my passport for the TSA agent. A few more feet and I’m out of here. Out of his life. Out of—

“Excuse me, Miss. I need you to step out of the line please.”

“Sorry?” I blink at him through the plexiglass barrier.

The TSA agent frowns, and I notice that he’s not alone. There’s a woman standing behind him and a little to his left, looking me up and down. “I’m afraid I’m going to have to insist,” he says, and my heart starts to flap around in my chest.

“What’s this about?”

“Natalie Filmore?” The woman says, then shrugs when the man shoots her a dark look.



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