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He gave me a small but incredible smile. “I didn’t think it looked bad before.”
My heart skipped a beat as I looked down. This was the last thing I needed. To sit next to a sexy man trying to flirt with me just hours after leaving my entire life behind and my fiancé standing at the altar.
“So, where are you traveling to?” he asked as I stared out the window.
“Hawaii,” I replied.
“Me too. Are you traveling alone?”
“Yeah.” I sighed. “Listen, I don’t mean to be rude or anything, but I’m really not in a talkative mood.”
“I understand. Sorry. After all, you did have a shitty day, and I know when I have a shitty day, I’m not in the mood to talk either.”
“Good. I’m happy you understand.” I sighed.
I signaled to the flight attendant and asked her for another glass of wine. Bringing my knees up, I placed the pillow against the window and leaned my head against it. I was exhausted, both physically and mentally. My mind couldn’t help but wonder what was happening back in Seattle. The look on my mother’s face when she found I was gone. The embarrassment on Grant’s face when I never walked down the aisle. The whispers of the guests who gave up their time to attend a wedding that never happened. A tear ran down my cheek, and not because I was sad about what I’d done. I wasn’t entirely sure why the tear fell from my eye. Maybe it was because I wasn’t a robot anymore, looking at my life from the outside. I no longer had to pretend to be happy, and every smile that crossed my lips from now on would be real and genuine.
“Here.” The man handed me a tissue.
Taking it from him, I wiped my eyes.
“Thanks.”
“You’re welcome. I wouldn’t want your mascara to run again.” He smirked.
A smile fell upon my face. A real smile. A smile that made me feel good inside.
“Here’s your wine.” The flight attendant handed me my glass. “May I get you anything else?”
“Is there a meal service on this flight?”
“No. I’m sorry. Light snacks only, but a meal will be served on your connecting flight from LAX.”
The man reached down in the small bag he had under the seat in front of him and pulled out a protein bar.
“Eat this.” He handed it to me.
“Thanks, but no, I’m fine.”
“Obviously, you’re hungry. Don’t you like protein bars?” He smiled.
“I like protein bars. I eat them almost every day. Thank you for the offer, but I can wait.”
He shrugged. “Suit yourself. If you’re not going to eat it, then I will.” He removed the wrapper and took a bite.
“You don’t even know me, and you’re offering me your protein bar. Why?” I asked out of curiosity.
“Because you had a shitty day. It’s the least I could do to try and make your day a little better. That way, you can tell everyone that a nice gentleman on the plane gave you his protein bar because you were hungry.”
I let out a light laugh and shook my head. God, it felt good to laugh.
“See.” He smiled. “I think I just made your day a little less shitty.”
I laughed again. “Maybe I’ll just have a piece.”
He broke the bar in half and handed it to me.
“Thank you—” I cocked my head and narrowed my eye.
