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I sipped at it and texted Lincoln.
I miss you too.
Lincoln: ??????
Lincoln: My wrinkly old balls also miss you.
I snorted and shook my head, smiling to myself as the flight attendants made an announcement that it was a completely booked flight and cargo space would be limited.
I’d expected someone to sit in the seat next to me after the five other announcements the crew made about how full the plane was…
But as they shut the doors, it was still empty…along with the row across from me. Glancing around, it seemed like all the other seats in the plane were full.
A ridiculous thought came to my head. But surely…no…
This sounds a bit crazy as I text this…but you only bought one ticket on this flight—right?
It was a full five minutes before he answered, even though the three little dots had been going the entire time.
Lincoln: I may have bought more.
How many did you buy?!
Lincoln: Your row and the next. They didn’t put anyone in those seats, right?
Um no…they’re empty. But why exactly did you do that?
Lincoln: When your girlfriend is the hottest woman on the planet, you don’t take chances. Meeting you on a plane—that’s fucking romance book shit. Not happening.
I’m swooning. But it’s also a little crazy, right?
Okay ????
I settled back in my seat and turned onFixer Upper.
Wondering why crazy felt so good.
* * *
When we landed, it only got more surreal. I was picked up by a sleek limousine and driven through the winding streets of Boston. The streets were filled with an electric energy, and the city was alive with the hustle and bustle of people going about their day. The buildings towered above us, their brick and stone facades creating a stark contrast against the blue sky. The eclectic mix of old and new made me desperate to explore every corner of the city.
The car wound its way through the streets, taking us on a scenic tour of the city before finally pulling up in front of the hotel. The driver opened the door for me and I stepped out, immediately feeling…overwhelmed. This world that Lincoln had brought me into, it was such a far cry from thenothingI’d always known.
I wondered if it was possible to get used to this. To stop worrying about where your next meal would come from. Or whether you’d be able to keep a roof over your head.
I made my way through the hotel lobby, struck by the opulence and grandeur of the place. The marble floors of the lobby gleamed underfoot, and the large, modern lights overhead sparkled like diamonds, grand and opulent in every way. I was greeted by the hotel staff and treated like I was some kind of queen as they took me to the freakingsuiteLincoln had decided to book for me.
Wandering around the rooms was a dizzying experience. The suite was massive, with three bedrooms, each containing a king-sized bed draped in soft, white linens, a plush couch, and a breathtaking view of the city skyline from the floor-to-ceiling windows.
I was staring out the window at the dazzling city below when the door clicked open behind me.
I didn’t turn around. I just watched him come straight to me in the reflection of the glass.
His arms wrapped around me and he buried his face in my neck, like we’d been apart for weeks instead of a few hours.
I felt the same relief.
The same terrifying, spinning relief that you could only feel if your soul was living in another person.
