I ran through the airport to make the last flight from New York to Greenville, reaching the gate just before they closed the door. It was the longest two-hour flight I'd ever flown.
It dawned on me when we touched down, no one knew I was coming, and I was sure Milo had taken his car when they landed last week. Thank God for Uber in a city where cabs were non-existent. I didn't know when Liam's flight left, but based on his desire to extract me quickly, I hoped it was this afternoon and he'd be at the house when I got there. I hadn't wanted to call before I left New York; I wanted to surprise him. I'd glorified the happy ever after in my mind.
That was the romance author in me. Simplifying what was clear in my mind but left questions in others. Liam had hinted at my being with Davis, but
