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“‘Reunited for a good cause,’ blah blah. They spent most of the post on the afterparty. Now aren’t you sorry you missed it?”
Absolutely the fuck not; but he didn’t tell her that.
She tilted her head in invitation. “Join me for breakfast? I despise eating alone.”
“We’re strictly takeout this morning.” He didn’t even have to check with Jenna, who had finally gotten through to an agent, to know that lingering over breakfast with Chelsey was the last thing she wanted to do. “We need to get home.”
Chelsey narrowed her eyes at him, then checked Jenna, then back again. “Something’s different this morning. With both of you.”
“Our town got hit with a huge snowstorm.” Jenna looked more worried than ever as she rejoined them. “And the airline just told me they aren’t flying into Bemidji yet. They said maybe later this afternoon.”
“Maybe?” He shook his head. “I know airline-speak. That means it won’t be until tomorrow.”
“Tomorrow?” Panic washed across her face. “Billy, we can’t wait until—”
“We won’t. We’ll rent a car. We’ll drive back from here. Forget the planes.”
“That would take hours, and we don’t even know how the roads are.”
Chelsey interrupted. “Are private jets allowed? Our pilot can fly you there. We’re not scheduled anywhere until tomorrow.”
“Really?” The hope dawning on Jenna’s face would make a grown man cry. “We could pay you. Well, Billy could.”
Billy nodded, though he had no idea how much a flight on a private jet would run.
“No need for that. Dwight’s contract is much bigger than our darling Billy’s. I’m more than happy to ride to the rescue of a backwoods Minnesota girl and her sexy ex. I was watching you both last night and I decided that I’m jealous.”
“Of what?” Jenna blinked at her.
“You two have a good thing going on. Special.” She gave them an actual genuine smile, and for the first time, Billy thought that maybe Chelsey wasn’t so bad. “I’ll call Dwight. He’s still sleeping.”
“Rough night?” Billy asked, deadpan.
“Don’t ask if you don’t want to know.” With a cheeky smile, she pulled out a crystal-encrusted phone to call her husband.
A half hour later, he and Jenna were in a cab headed for the airport. The pilot had confirmed that one runway at Bemidji had been cleared, and since the larger airlines were still playing it safe, they could sneak in a quick landing.
If Billy weren’t so worried about the storm, he might have enjoyed the leather seats the color of buttercream and the offer of champagne by the lone flight attendant. Two passengers, one flight attendant. It seemed absurd.
Jenna asked for coffee instead of champagne.
“Espresso? Cappuccino? Mocha?”
“Just…sure. One of those. Something with foamy milk. Maybe it’ll settle my stomach.”
Jenna must be really distracted with worry if she didn’t even want to get specific with her order.
After the attendant left, Billy reached across the aisle and took Jenna’s hand. He didn’t tell her it would be okay, because how the hell would he know that? But he could reassure her that they were in this together.
“Just gotta point out that a supermodel said she was jealous of you,” he told her, hoping it would make her smile.
He felt like a superstar when it worked.
She held onto his hand tightly until they were airborne, at which point she turned her attention to the thick clouds roiling under the wings of the plane. It didn’t clear until the pilot announced they were starting their descent.
“Clear skies,” Jenna said, her face brightening. “That’s a good sign, isn’t it?”
“It’s gotta be. At least no more snow is coming.”
