Tyler turned toward him.
For a moment, I thought he might finally remember who mattered most.
Instead, he said, “Buddy, you weren’t supposed to be here today.”
Mason’s face crumpled.
I felt his small hand slide into mine.
“We bought tickets,” I explained. “We wanted to surprise you.”
Tyler rubbed his forehead.
“This
Then explain it.”
He looked around at the passengers still lingering nearby.
“Not here.”
Vanessa shook her head.
“No. You were perfectly comfortable making a public declaration of love on that airplane. You don’t get to demand privacy now that people are asking questions.”
A few feet away, a passenger who had been applauding Tyler’s announcement earlier suddenly found something fascinating on his phone.
Another woman glanced at Mason and gave him a sympathetic smile.
I wished we were anywhere else.
I wished I could erase the last thirty minutes
