Chapter 87


    Caught a little off guard, I just shook my head.


    “Then,e on. At this pace, we will never make it to Spain.”


    “If only I were so lucky,” I mumbled. But then I shot forward, walking until catching up with him.


    Once again, Aaron was right.


    There were more pressing concerns to upy my mind with.


    Like the ne we would be boarding in less than a handful of hours.


    Or the fact that once we did, there was no turning back.


    Because we were doing this. We were really doing it, and we had to ace it.


    By the time wended in Spain, my family needed to believe that Aaron and I were happily—hearts bursting, birds


    chirping, and flowers blooming—in love. Or at the very least, that we could stand each other for more than ten


    minutes without causing an international war to erupt.


    And as much as I had no clue how we would ever manage to do that, I was sure of something. We, Aaron and I,


    would figure it out.


    We had to.


    Chapter Fourteen


    “And you said the desserts were nothing to write home about. Well, this chocte cake tells a different story, pal,” I


    talked over my surprisingly amazing in-flight dessert. “Do you think I could ask for another serving?” I hummed in


    pleasure.


    Heck, it was so good that I wasn’t even ashamed to do that.


    Not even with Aaron upying the lush first-ss seat beside me. Oh yeah, because, apparently, I flew in first ss


    now. I still hadn’t figured out exactly how I had let him ask—or rather demand—for an upgrade of my economy seat


    without even putting up a fight. But I knew it had included him throwing an arm over my shoulders and uttering the


    word girlfriend. Which, in hindsight, I knew it had blindsided me enough to somehow nod like a fool and ce my


    passport on the check-in counter.


    He lowered the newspaper he had been hiding behind and revealed a cocked eyebrow. “Pal?”


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    “Silence. I’m having a moment with my cake.”


    He sighed and returned to his reading.


    Holding my spoon in the air, I hesitated before taking it to my mouth. “You didn’t have to do that, you know? Paying for


    the upgrade of my tickets is too much.”


    I heard a nomittal grunte from him.


    “I’m serious, Aaron.”


    “I thought you wanted to eat in silence.”


    “I’ll give you back the money when we return from the trip. You are doing enough as it is.”


    Aaron’s sigh followed my words almost immediately. “There’s no need. I’m a member of the airline’s Sky Club, and I


    have plenty of miles,” he exined as I finally took thatst bite of chocte heaven. “And as I told you, this is time


    we can use to prep.”


    When I finally devoured what had just be the highlight of my day, I wiped my mouth with the napkin, ced it


    back on the tray in front of me, and turned to Aaron. “Which reminds me, break is over.”


    He ignored me.


    I poked the back of the newspaper with my index finger. “We have to get back to work. Come on.” Another poke.


    “Time to prep.”


    “Do you have to do that?” Aaron pleaded from behind it.


    “Yes.” I poked the newspaper a few times, making it impossible for him to keep reading. “I need your full attention. We


    have only gone through a few of my family members, and we are running out of time.” I tugged at one of the corners.


    “Do I have your attention?”


    “You don’t need to do any of that.” He lowered therge ck-and-white-colored pages with a brisk motion. “You


    always have my undivided attention, Catalina.”


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