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“Is that all right with you?”

“Of course. Why wouldn’t it be?”

She rested against her seat. “I know I’m not being fair to you.”

“Let me be the judge of that.”

“I told you I didn’t want you to stay with me last night.”

I could see nothing good coming from this conversation. “Do you want to know how I feel about it? What I think?”

“I do.”

I turned my body, cupped her cheek with my hand, and kissed her. It was the kind of kiss I hadn’t felt comfortable giving her in the bar in the middle of the airport. However, since we were in our own row and most people were too busy filing in and looking for their seats—not to mention, I really didn’t give a shit who saw us—I didn’t hesitate to deepen the kiss when Calla responded by putting her hand on my arm.

“I told you it was him,” I heard the same voice as at the bar say from behind me. This time, I ignored her. At least until I heard someone clear their throat—twice.

I broke away and looked over my shoulder.

“Uh, hey, Susan.”

“Spider,” she all but spat.

If she was going to be a bitch, why had she bothered clearing her throat? Not to mention, her daughter had continued walking down the aisle while her mother held up the passengers waiting behind her.

“I didn’t think I’d ever see you again. I guess I should’ve figured it would be a chance meeting,” she huffed.

“Ma’am, either step out of the way or continue your little reunion after the plane is in the air,” said the man standing behind her.

She huffed again and walked away.

“What was that all about?” Calla asked.

I shook my head, eyes wide. “No clue.”

“You never answered my question.”

I leaned against my own seat, dazed. “Which one?”

“Were you ever in a relationship with her?”

“I wouldn’t define it as a relationship.”

“But you had sex with her?”

I nodded.

“More than once?”

“A few times.”

“And yet, you didn’t remember her name.”

“Hold up a sec,” I said, turning to face her. “I’d be willing to bet she doesn’t remember mine either. I never knew her as Susan, and she sure as hell didn’t know me as Corbin. No one did.”

“What she said about thinking she’d never see you again was odd.”

“The whole thing was odd.”

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