Honestly, I don’t blame her.Like I said, she deserves better.“Okay.It’s your decision.”
“Good.I’m coming to California with you.”
“You could just stay here.If you want to hide out for a while.The place’ll be empty.”
She pushes out her bottom lip, considering this.For a few seconds I think she’s going to go for it, then she shakes her head.“I want to be far away.This is going to be all over the internet.”
I exhale slowly.“Okay.”I grab my own phone and find the boarding pass I downloaded yesterday when I checked in.I give her the flight number.
She sits herself down on my bed without being invited.After a moment, she says, “What’s your seat?”
“3C.”
Her head snaps up.“First class.”
“Yeah.”
“Jesus,” she mutters.Her fingers move on the screen.
Maybe a thousand bucks or more will deter her.
Then she lifts her head and smiles.“Wow, I can’t believe seat 3A was available.”
“You didn’t.”
“Yup.I’m booked.”
I shake my head.“Okay, then.What are you going to do about clothes?”
She looks down at herself.“I guess I can’t get on the plane like this, huh?”
“Wouldn’t botherme.”
She laughs.“You know I won’t.Can we stop at a Target on the way to the airport?”
I can’t say no to her, goddammit.I never can.I hope she doesn’t realize this, or I’m fucked.“Sure.Why not.”
5
Jax
Several hours later, we’re at O’Hare, checking my bag and Molly’s newly purchased suitcase filled with clothes and girl stuff from Target.Molly spent most of the drive to the airport on the phone with Katelyn Bennet, sorting out wedding-related issues.Katelyn is a wedding planner and she’s married to another one of our teammates, Tanner.
“Flying first class is nice,” Molly says when we’re in the first-class lounge.“I’ve never done it before.”
“I need the leg room.”At six-two, sitting in the main cabin is pretty damn uncomfortable.
“I guess you do.I gather the charter plane you guys use has more leg room.
“Yeah.It’s all customized for us.”
We order drinks.
“Do you miss hockey?”she asks.
“Not yet.”
“When will you miss it?”