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Lacey clears her throat "Can I …?" She gestures to get out of her seat

"Oh, sure" I get up, standing aside in the aisle to let her through

"Thanks" She brushes past ainst mine as she htening She heads down the cabin towards the bathrooo: the shter than they have any right to be

What I wouldn’t give to get her out of the back down in my seat with a jolt

No

No way

Lacey is trouble--even if she wasn’t friends with Juliet, she’s practically the opposite of what I need in ht now: sos Hell, she couldn’t be further fro, by-the-book kind of guy, she only tolerated for Juliet’s sake

I reassureafter Lacey Andrews is a bad, bad idea, until I feel another tap onpatiently to get back to her seat

I bolt up "Sorry," I say quickly, stepping into the aisle

Suddenly, the plane lurches wildly Lacey yelps, stu onto the seat back for stability as the plane dips again, a sto jolt that sends Lacey even harder into hts flicker, and there are cries of panic in the cabin as the overhead cos down into the aisle I draw Lacey close to shield her, and she buries her face against ain Time stands still, my heart in ht evens out