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“What else is in there?”
“A book, my tablet, sunglasses, a small bag of essentials, and toiletries. Wipes, toothbrushes, that kind of thing.”
“Toothbrushes?” He chuckles.
“Yeah, in case they lose our luggage. Brenna has some stuff in her bag too. You can never be too prepared.”
“You’re amazing. You know that? I didn’t think of any of that.”
“You didn’t need to, I got you. I put the vacuum sealer to good use; that’s another way to save space.”
“You shrink-wrapped your panties?”
“I did. A few pairs and your boxers. No one wants to wear three-day-old underwear.” I grimace at the thought.
“Dude…” Abel barks out a laugh, drawing our attention across the aisle.
He is holding up a tiny plastic-covered package. It is someone’s underthings. Shaking my head, I settle back into my seat. These boys will soon learn that we may act a little flighty at times, but we really have our shit together. Brenna and I have made lists, checked them fifty times, and probably still left something. It never fails.
Closing my eyes, I lay my head back and try to relax. This flight is going to be a long one. We will have dinner then, so I plan to sleep as much as possible. I have my Melatonin gummies ready.
The meal we have is good, needs a little more seasoning, but for airplane food, I enjoy it. I pull open a baggie from my purse and slip out a pair of my homemade cowboy cookies. I use an old family recipe I’d gotten at the restaurant. They are full of sugar, coconut, pecans, chocolate chips, oatmeal… The list of ingredients makes dentists everywhere wince and mouths water.
They are the perfect little pick me up. Plus they have oatmeal in them, which made them healthyish in my book. I grab my book and open it to where I’d stopped last night.
A handful of chapters—okay, half the book—later, I still feel antsy. This flight seems to be never ending.
Why couldn’t we have chosen a place we could drive to? Or take the train? Oh yeah, ‘cause Brenna and I have to be boujee and wanted this grand travel experience. Okay, so the lack of sleep, fear of flying, and whatever else it is nipping in my brain needs to fuck off.
Glancing over to the opposite side of the plane, I can see Brenna and Abel sleeping peacefully. There had been an incident earlier of a wild, rogue child running up and down the aisles that had kept us from doing much else but watching his poor mom chase after him. He hadn’t been too loud, thankfully. It may have annoyed some, but for me, it was a way to distract myself from the flight. I can’t imagine the massive level of boredom or restlessness he must have been experiencing.
These flights are long for adults; for kids, they really must feel like years.
Glancing at the seat next to me, I see that Noah too is sound asleep. His blanket is pulled up over his chest, arms crossed, and his legs extended out in the space available. The man is perfect even in sleep. His jawline, which is rugged, is covered in a thin dusting of a five o’clock shadow. If I am lucky, maybe I can convince him to not shave for a few days, or the whole time.
A scruffy Noah… Oh yeah. I think I like the idea of that a lot. I know he’d do it for me too. That’s the kind of man he is. How in the hell had I managed to get so lucky? I’m sure if I will ever be able to answer that question. Not sure I want to.
Does it matter? Nope. Not one bit.
He is the prize that I’d known was going to be there, I just had to find him. For someone who accidentally fondled him at the fair…I think it all worked out for the best.
Shaking myself with my silent laughter, I put my book back in my bag and pull up my own blanket. I settle into my seat better.
If I can make myself sleep for a bit, this flight will be over in no time. When my eyes open again, we will be in Ireland, and our adventure can officially begin.
Chapter13
Brenna
Cork, Ireland. We made it. No one died, got kicked off the plane, or had to use the extra undies Mara and I packed in our carry-ons. I say that's a good start to this vacation, don't you?
The next ten days will include making our way to Dublin, along the sealine, then ending back in Cork to stay at and tour the Blarney Castle.
Plus, our adventure starts in the city of foodie love. It's literally the foodie capital of Ireland. My love for all things food will runneth over, and I'm not mad about it one single bit. Don't worry, I packed extra fat jeans just for this momentous occasion.
"I'm literally in the place that spearheaded the food revolution of Ireland. Before you ask, hell yes, I researched the top places to eat in Cork. I have lists and pictures if you want a foodgasm visual. This is my Disneyland, people. Be prepared to get your grub on, starting now!"
They can all stare at me like I've lost my mind, but they know where my heart lies.
