Seat Mates by Anna Harbom EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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- Authors: Anna Harbom
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- Genre: contemporary romance
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“What the hell, asshole!” I smash my foot onto the brake of my Mini
Cooper as the BMW that just cut me off swerves and then rights itself. The
traffic is heavy as all get-out, and I’m already late for my flight.
“Not today, Satan,” I grumble with a glance at the large red-eyed statue
of a stallion that greets me as I approach the Denver airport. That thing has
always given me the creeps. I don’t know who thought it was a good idea to
greet travelers with a demonic horse on their way in and out of our city, but
whoever it was is in desperate need of PR training.
The douchebag in the black BMW holds up their hand for the universal
courtesy wave of apology. I’m not having it. I’m already late for my flight.
A flight I really don’t want to be on in the first place.
“Oh no, I don’t think so,” I growl and flip the bird at the car in front of
me. It’s not like they see me anyways. Traffic is hectic, and they aren’t
looking. But the BMW taps its brakes twice and pulls back into the lane
next to mine and slows down, hard.
“Oh, shit.”
I look to my right and see a man’s profile. He turns his head as his
window comes down, and he hangs his hand out, middle finger aloft. In the
span of a moment I register dark hair, a straight nose, the shadow of a
beard, and a cocky grin.
I shrink in my seat as a spike of fear shoots through me. He really wasn’t
supposed to see that.
“BMW douchebag,” I mumble as I hit my turn signal and pull my tiny
car off the road and into a parking lot designated for compact cars only.
I look around me before I get out. This day has been bad enough already.
The last thing I need is a road-rage idiot suffering from affluenza coming
after me in the airport parking lot.
Alright, no time to lose. I jump out of my car and haul my suitcase out
of the trunk. It barely fit in there. It’s way too big. I’m only going to be
gone for a week, but I’m equipped for at least a month. Some people
overpack. I pack like there might be some sort of a natural disaster and I’ll
have to stay forever.
After hauling my monstrosity behind me and catching the bus to the
airport terminal, I go through the ridiculously complicated check-in process.
All those automated machines are supposed to make things faster, but I can
never get them to do what I want them to, and it ends up taking me twice as
long. The terminal is packed today. It’s Thursday, the very beginning of
Labor Day weekend, and everyone, I mean everyone, has someplace to be.
The line stretches, zigzagging across the white linoleum floor. Harried
travelers stare at their phones, leaning on one foot, then the other, sighing
with impatience. Dammit. I might really miss my flight. Which might not
be a bad thing. If I miss it, I won’t have to go. I shouldn’t be going, as Cara
has told me repeatedly over the last several months.
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