Page 13 of That First Flight

“Food. Yes.” I pick up the menu and try to remember what I was planning to order before she walked back into my life. “I think I was planning to go with the cheeseburger.”

“Are we adding bacon tonight?”

I groan as my head tips back. “You’re killing me.”

Why does it turn me on so much to know that she remembers all these little things about me? We talked about the most mundane things, but she remembers everything I said I loved the most.

“Of course, I’ll take the bacon,” I say with certainty.

“If you didn’t, I would question your love for it. You can’t own a baseball cap that says,‘You had me at bacon’without ordering a cheeseburger loaded with it.”

“A girl after my own heart.”

With my comment, something in Macey shifts.

It’s almost like she caught herself before she took it too far. As if she allowed herself to get lost in our conversation for one sentence longer than she wanted too. But before I could say anything more, she moves to the other side of the bar to tap in my order on the screen and then helps out some other customers by getting their drink orders.

My eyes never once leave her.

I can’t help but be mesmerized by her.

God, what the hell is wrong with me.

There’s just something about the way she moves, the way she smiles, the way her green eyes sparkle in this dimly lit bar. I want to know more about her.

To stop my racing mind, I decide to fire off a text to the boys.

I FOUND HER!!!!

Less than a minute passes before my phone chimes in with multiple messages.

Logan

Who did we find?

Tommy

Oh Christ.

The girl from my flight home from Montana.

Tommy

Here we go.

Logan

Wow.

First Tommy and now you? Fate is working overtime for you Ford brothers.

Except I’m not obsessed with her like Tommy was with Peyton. That was some next level shit.

My oldest brother, Thomas, met a girl at a charity gala one night a few years back and he became obsessed with her. The story I heard involved a fire that started in the kitchen of the Edison Ballroom which forced a massive evacuation of the place. The two of them lost each other during the process only for her to show up in the city five years later looking for a job as a nanny.

My sister, Emiline, had found an ad and met up with her to interview her for the position to watch my nephew, James. That was the day their paths crossed again and Tommy has been head over heels with her since.

Now the two of them are living happily ever after bliss as husband and wife.

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