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Chapter Sixty

Sadie

I stood outside of the airport and glanced at my watch yet again. Wyatt was already 15 minutes late. He wasn’t normally on time, but I figured as he was picking me up at the airport, he’d try to be reasonably punctual.

Increasingly impatient, I was about to call him when I heard a honk. I looked up to see the familiar red Chevrolet pickup, Wyatt in the front seat, his cowboy hat on his head. I dragged my suitcase across the sidewalk toward him.

Wyatt rolled the passenger side window down and leaned over. “Hey, Sadie.”

“Hi, Wyatt. You’re not going to get out of the car and put my suitcase in the back?”

“No. Why would I do that?”

“Didn’t your mama raise you to be a gentleman?”

“I am a gentleman.”

“And aren’t gentlemen meant to treat women like—”

“Oh, hurry up, Sadie. The police are going to come and move me on if you don’t get in the car quickly.”

“Fine.” I grabbed my suitcase and hauled it into the cabin behind the seats, then jumped into the front and buckled the seatbelt. I had barely closed my door before Wyatt floored the gas.

“Hey, dude, I am barely in!”

“But you are in, and you’re buckled, right?”

“Yeah, but I’d barely closed the door!”

“But the door was closed, right?”

“Wyatt!”

“Yes, Sadie?”

“Nothing.”

I crossed my arms over my chest. I’d known Wyatt almost all my life. I couldn’t remember a time without him, but sometimes he absolutely frustrated me.

He glanced over at me as he sped out of the airport. “So how was Idaho?”

“It was fine.”

“I thought you were staying longer.”

“It didn’t go as planned. At all,” I added under my breath.

“Why? What happened?”

“Let’s just say I went on a couple of dates, and they didn’t quite work out.”

“You went on dates?” He frowned at the windshield.

“Yeah, I went on dates.”

“With who?”

“With whom, you mean.”

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