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“I’m afraid not, sir.” He peers at the screen again. “We do have one first-class passenger who’s checked in but hasn’t arrived yet. Once everyone else is on board, if he hasn’t arrived when we’re ready to close the doors, you can get the seat then.” He taps his computer again.

A passenger comes running, racing toward the gate. He holds his phone to the reader and gets on the plane.

My heart sinks to my feet. “Don’t tell me. That was him.”

“I’m afraid so. I can offer you a seat closer to the first-class cabin.”

“Would it be any better than the seat I’m in?”

He types some more and then wrinkles his nose. “No. In fact, I’d advise you to keep your current seat. It’s on the aisle, and you’re obviously very tall. You’ll be more comfortable with a little more room to stretch out your legs.”

“Yeah. Got it.” I sigh, grab my carry-on, and stand near the gate to wait for my section to be called.

Sometimes pride has its downfall.

The rest of my party will be in lie-back seats, enjoying the flight with gourmet food, free booze, and the ability to sleep.

Jesus Fuck.

Two more groups of passengers board before my group is called.

The only consolation is that I board through a different door on the airplane, so I don’t have to walk past the rest of my group as I head to my seat in steerage.

I find my aisle seat. The plane has rows of three seats, four seats, and then three more seats. My seat is on the end of a row of the middle four, and the rest of the row is occupied by three college-aged girls. They’re already laughing and squealing about how much they’re going to drink on the plane.

Dear Lord, kill me now.

I arrange my carry-on in the overhead compartment and take my seat, fastening my seat belt.

“Hi there,” the girl sitting next to me says. “I’m Lexi. This is Barb and Chris.”

I shake her hand. “Nice to meet you.”

“What’s your name?”

“Jesse.”

“It’s great to meet you.” She giggles. “Isn’t this exciting? Going to London?”

“Yeah.”

“What are you going to London for?”

“A concert.”

Lexi drops her mouth open. “Really? Us too! We’re going to see Ed Sheeran. Are you going to see him too?”

“No. I’m actually performing in a concert.”

“Are you in a band?”

“Yeah.”

Her eyes widen. “Where are you playing?”

“We’re opening for Emerald Phoenix in London and then going on tour with them.”

Lexi gasps. “Emerald Phoenix? I love them! Maybe we can get tickets.”

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