do,” Oz said, shrugging and shoving his hands in his pockets. “Thanks for trying. I’m much obliged.”
…
Much obliged? How could he stand there looking so calm and collected? He’d just lost his flight, too. He winked at her and headed off into the crowd. Cherice fought to keep her nervous breakdown from escaping and scaring all the nice people with her crazy. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. It wasn’t this poor woman’s fault the weather was delaying things.
But, she’d never hear the end of this. She was supposed to be there last week. Her parents already thought she was a total screw up. Not smart enough to get into the best medical school like her sister. Or any medical school, for that matter. Or charming enough to get their parents’ rich friends to throw money at the family charity like her twin brother. That, at least, was useful. She’d never been anything but a disappointment to her family. Now she couldn’t even manage to get from North Carolina to New York.
Well, then.
Her phone rang and she shoved her boarding pass back in her bag and grabbed it. Elliot, her twin brother. He was the only one that didn’t make her feel like she’d been adopted…or that she should be sent back where she came from.
“Hey Cher-Bear! You on your way yet?”
Cherice smiled at her brother’s nickname for her. He was the only person in her life who had ever called her by anything other than her full name. Her mother didn’t believe in nicknames. Felt they were low class. Too personal and informal.
“No, my flight was cancelled.”
“Oh shit. Well…do they have you on another one? Mom’s going to freak.”
Cherice sighed. She was well aware of that. “No. Apparently the little summer storm we are having here is a major hurricane warning up your way. All the flights into any airport near you are grounded.”
“Damn. I was hoping it wouldn’t be an issue for you. It isn’t too bad for us yet, but Mom is freaking out. If it hasn’t blown over by tomorrow morning, I think she’ll have a serious breakdown. How soon can you get up here?”
“I don’t know. There aren’t any more flights until tomorrow at the earliest.”
“But that’s the day of the wedding!”
“I’m aware of that.”
“You’re going to have to drive. Rent a car.”
The room spun a little at the thought. “You want me to rent a car and drive? All the way to New York? You’re joking, right?”
She hated driving. With a bright purple polka-dotted passion. She drove around town, to school and back, to the store, that sort of thing. But she avoided it at all costs if the weather was bad, which, apparently, it would be. Plus, she’d never driven long distance before. In fact, she couldn’t remember ever being in a car for longer than it took to get from New York City to her parents’ place in the Hamptons, and she’d never made the drive herself. Hell, she’d gotten lost once going to the library four miles from her apartment and that was with GPS. She’d never make it 1,000 miles.
The laughter on the other end of the phone made it clear her brother was thinking the same thing. “You still there?”
“Yes. I’m just…processing.” And possibly hyperventilating.
More laughter. “Look, Cher-Bear, I know driving freaks you out, but you don’t really have another choice. You can do this. It’s only like twelve hours. If you start now, you’d be here before midnight. That’s not too bad. You wouldn’t even have to get a hotel or anything. And you’ll probably beat the worst of the storm.”
Cherice stamped down the rising panic and looked up to find Mr. Hot, Blond and Married a few feet away, leaning against the counter at the car rental place, staring at her with a weird little half smile on his unbelievably full lips. She frowned at him and turned around so she couldn’t see him.
“Maybe you’re right. But it’s raining. I can barely drive when the weather is perfect.”
“You can do