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“Ughhhh!” I hang up mid-scream.
Taryn
Squee! I’m so effin excited to meet your fiancé today! He better be as HOT as you claim!
Grandma Hattie
Quick question! We want him to join us in our annual flannel pajama photo, so what size shirt and pants does he wear?
Savannah
Do you think he brought an extra charger set that I can use? He’s a businessman, right?
I mutethe group chat as my heart nearly jumps out of my chest. Damn near hyperventilating, I rock back and forth on the seat.
“You alright back there, Miss Georgia?” My driver, Charlie, eyes me from the rearview mirror.
“I’m totally fine.”
“You look like you’re about to vomit,” he says. “Should I take you to grab something while we wait on your fiancé?”
“Yes.” I nod. “Take me to the deepest sinkhole you can find and push me into it.”
“What?”
“You’ll need to give me a few minutes to write out my last will and testament, though,” I say. “I have a lot of valuable things to give away to my family.”
“Okay, Georgia…” He shakes his head and turns on the music. “Let me know when you snap out of your latest delusion.”
Shutting my eyes, I weigh my nonexistent options. I’m too close to the holidays to devise another excuse, and I know they’d never believe me. I also can’t risk the real “Dante” getting any satisfaction from seeing me walk around the resort without another guy at my side.
My phone rings again, and I don’t bother checking the screen before answering.
“Yes?”
“Hello! Is Miss Georgia Grey available to speak?”
“She is until she dies later today.”
“Uh, okay then. This is Hannah, a VIP specialist with The Office Guest.”
“Okay.” I brace myself for more bad news.
“Your cancelled date was generous enough to suggest an even sexier replacement, and I wanted to share the new pickup information with you.”
“You found me a new fiancé?” I open my eyes. “Already?”
“We have, Miss Grey,” she says. “Would you still like your ‘guest’ to know you as ‘GBG’ until pickup or would you like us to release your name and information now?”
“I’d like to wait until pickup.” I don’t want to get my hopes up too high for what “even sexier replacement” means just yet. “I’m already at Denver International waiting. Which airline is he arriving on?”
“It doesn’t look like he’s flying in a commercial aircraft,” she says. “It appears to be a private plane, and he’ll be landing at Colorado Springs airport within the next hour. Will you be able to meet him at that time?”
“Yes, of course,” I say. “Thanks for setting up such a nice flight for him and stuff. That was very sweet of your company.”
“Uh, sure thing!” She clears her throat. “We’ll call you again with verification for pickup.”
“Sounds great!” I end the call.
