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tried to
ignore him.  
    "I'd like to rebook a flight to Fort Myers." Wendy
turned sideways away from him.
    The lady behind the counter looked at
them. "Both of you?"
    "Yes," Bill said before Wendy
had a chance to reply.
    "It doesn't matter if it's the same
flight," Wendy quickly interjected.
    The woman punched some information into
her computer. "I have two seats on Flight 675. It leaves at 8:45. You
still have time to make it."
    "We'll take it." Bill wasn't
about to give Wendy a chance to refuse.
    "Our luggage from last night, will
they be able to get it on the plane?" Wendy asked.
    The clerk shook her head. "I believe
they've already started loading the luggage." She printed out two tickets
and handed them to Bill. "Gate D."
    Bill looked at the tickets. Two seats
next to each other, talk about luck. "We'd better hurry. They're going to
be boarding soon."
    Wendy followed Bill and grabbed one of
the tickets from him. They stopped at the security gate, took off their coats,
set them in the tray and set their carry-ons next to it. He hated all this
security. A necessary evil, he supposed. Better to do this than to have the
plane hijacked. Or worse, another nine-eleven.
    They went through the security device and
waited for their stuff to come out the other end. Thank goodness, they had a
flight.
    "Damn it." Wendy snapped her
fingers.
    "What's wrong?"
    "My samples are in my luggage,
somewhere in the baggage compartment. This trip does absolutely no good without
those samples. That was the main reason for me going to Florida," Wendy said. "This is
totally insane. I should have thought this through before I rebooked the
flight. If the luggage didn't arrive I have no reason to go."
    "But you can still meet with your
client."
    "I should have called my boss and
explained it to him. Maybe it isn't too late." She took out her cell phone
and punched in the number.
    "I'll get us a couple coffees."
Bill figured she needed her privacy. Besides, he needed a cup.

 
    * * *

 
    I nodded and walked away. Good, I didn't
need him listening to my conversation. Nick's phone rang and rang. No answer.
Not even his voice mail. That wasn't like Nick. He always had his phone turned
on. Great, now what? Guess I'd have to get on the plane and explain it when I
got there. Maybe I could have the office overnight another batch of samples. I
still didn't understand why Nick didn't just do that to begin with.
    I punched in the number to my office.
"Alex, this is Wendy. I need a big favor. I need you to get identical
samples that I had and overnight them to Nick."
    "Don't tell me yours was one of the
flights that got cancelled." Alex said.
    "Yep, lucky me."
    "Oh, no. You didn't have to spend
the night at the airport. Did you?"
    "No, I was fortunate enough to get a
room." No point in telling her I had to share it with a hunk. Alex would
never understand why I didn't take advantage. Hell, Alex didn't understand why
I didn't date. No one did. Even my family. They just didn't realize how
important my career was to me.
    "Do you have a flight out now?"
    "Yeah, I'm about ready to board. So
find those samples and get them sent ASAP, okay?"
    "Will do. You have a great flight.
Oh, and Wendy..."
    "What?"
    "Try to have a little fun while
you're there. Take in some sun. Bask in the warmth. Live a little."
    I groaned. The usual advice. Live a
little. I was living. It wasn't my fault if no one agreed with my lifestyle. It
suited me.
    "Right. Okay, bye." I clicked
off the phone before Alex had a chance to say anything else. Alex was a good
friend, and we did a lot together. I'd trust her with my life if it came down
to it. But I was damned tired of everyone trying to run my life.
    Why couldn't they accept me the way I
was? I didn't need a man to complicate things right now. That's what men did.
Complicated things. They needed attention, and I didn't have time to share my
attention with anyone.
    Men wanted homes, families. They wanted
the little woman to be there with