Page 43 of Flipping His Script
It was crazy to consider how simple this had all sounded the other night, when Flynn had made his surprising offer.
Even now, I wasn't quite sure what I'd been expecting, but thiswasn'tit.
Cripes, maybe Iwasstupid.
I looked again toward the limo. Randy was standing near the trunk, surrounded by suitcases on all sides. There had to be at least a dozen of them, and all I could think was,"Wow, I didn't realize the limo's trunk was so big."
Oh yeah, I was definitely losing it.
I looked to Flynn and said, "I'll just, um, catch up with Randy."
Looking less than thrilled, he said, "Who's Randy?"
But already I was on the move. I brushed past Felicity and called back over my shoulder, "This way, you two can talk in private."
And more importantly,Icould gather my wits. The way it looked, I'd definitely be needing them.
