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-Keene to Ande
KEENE
“Thank you so, so much for finding me a seat.” The woman in front of me batted her eyes, looking for all she’s worth as if she’d just totally gypped the guy at the counter out of something important, just by using her looks.
“Oh, it’s no problem. The flight wasn’t full. There is one seat in first class that’s right here just waiting.” The man smiled shyly at her.
The lady left with her boarding pass, not sparing the poor chump another look.
I handed over my pass, and he quickly lost the charming smile and replaced it with one of blankness.
“I got a message on my app saying I need to stop by for a seat assignment,” I said. “I already paid for one in first class, though.”
I’d already chosen it, too, in fact.
Which pissed me off even more.
A man the size of me—six foot three definitely had its advantages and all, but shit was it hard to fit on airplanes—didn’t do tight seating. I’d not been able to fly in economy since I was a teen.
“Oh,” he frowned. Then looked up my information using my ID that I provided for him without him having to ask.
He suddenly got really flushed and looked around as if he’d just made a huge mistake.
“Uhh,” he hesitated. “Just give me a short second.”
I had a feeling he was about to piss me off. Really badly.
The man behind the counter stared at me. “I’m sorry, sir, but there are no more available seats.”
I narrowed my eyes. “I already paid for the ticket, sir. I even paid extra for the seat in first class. How do you just run out of seats?”
The guy looked at me with wide eyes, and I knew that my anger was showing.
That happened when you had to deal with complete stupidity.
“We’ll reimburse you,” he said.
“You’ll do more than that,” I grumbled.
“I’m sorry, sir, but we’ll have to book you on the next available flight,” he stuttered out.
I narrowed my eyes. “And when is the next available flight?”
He started typing away at his computer, then stopped.
“Th-three hours,” he looked horrified.
“Three-hour delay for a flight he showed up on time for, checked in on time for, and confirmed his reservation, added on to the fact that it’ll be over three hours, means that you’re responsible for four hundred percent of a one-way fare,” the melodic voice behind me said.
I looked over and slightly behind me to find the angel from earlier standing there, looking angry on my behalf.
When I’d seen her walking swiftly to security, the first thing to catch my eye was her ample ass in the tightest pair of leggings I’d ever seen. And they looked thin as fuck. Like there wasn’t much between those black leggings and the skin that I so desperately wanted to touch.
Her top half was covered in an oversized Dallas Mavericks sweatshirt that looked like it was from the eighties.
Her dad’s, maybe.
Had to be.
