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“He’s dating Kara, duh,” she replies.
“Oh shit,” I say.
And just then Dax looks up and sees me. He seems to go through the exact same process I did but he hits on recognition much more quickly. And he also does not look happy to see me. He bounds up off the couch and dashes at us. Nick leaps to his feet as if to intercept him. I stand quickly and put my hand on his arm. Dax is a douchebag, but he isn’t threatening. Right now he’s just panicked.
“Why are you here?” he demands.
“Okay, what is going on?” Nick asks before I can answer. He looks antsy, obviously not used to being this unsure for so long.
“This is Dax,” I say with a deep sigh.
“Yeah, I got that. What’s the big deal?”
I don’t answer him. I just look pleadingly at Dax. “Please tell me he’s not here.”
My worst fears confirmed, Dax can only look at me helplessly and gestures toward the curtain at the back of the plane.
As if Dax had conjured him into existence before my very eyes, the curtain is pulled back and standing in the doorway, a beer in one hand, a horrified expression on his face, is my ex-fiancé.
Brent and I stare at each other in complete and abject horror, neither of us able to say a word.
So apparently all of this could get worse after all.
CHAPTER ELEVEN
EVIE
“Evie?” Brent says. “What the fuck are you doing here?”
I’m too surprised to even answer. This must be a nightmare. Or some crazy hallucination. Maybe the clouds of smoke in this plane contain LSD. That’s how LSD works right? It has to be. Because this… This is not real.
I haven’t seen Brent since he and Cheryl had broken the news to me of their infidelity, of the fact that our wedding was not going to happen, and also could I please get my stuff out of their apartment? As the reality of the situation starts to sink in and I realize that I’m not going to snap awake, my surprise begins to fade. And anger sets in.
But before I can launch into him, Brent raises a hand and gestures for someone behind me. “Security?” he calls. “She’s not supposed to be here.”
Nick, for once completely absent from my mind, charges suddenly back onto center stage. He steps swiftly between me and Brent, towering over my ex, his face twisted with fury.
“Back off, asshole. She has every right to be here.”
Unfortunately Brent isn’t smart enough to back down. He glares coolly up into Nick’s flashing eyes. “And who the fuck are you?” he asks.
“I’m—” He doesn’t finish the sentence. I wonder exactly what he was going to say, but there’s no time to dwell on it. Carl and one of his coworkers have descended on us, though they don’t move to collar me just yet. They look between our opposing sides, assessing the situation.
“Actually, it doesn’t matter,” Brent says, waving Nick off. “Security, this is my ex, who’s obviously stalking me.”
“Stalking you?” I repeat, flabbergasted. “How crazy do you think I am?”
“You put a ski pole through my flat-screen.”
Nick turns to me, startled, but I don’t meet his eyes.
“You fucking cheated on me, you sanctimonious prick!”
“Hey I did the right thing and told you about it!”
“Less than a month before our wedding! Don’t you dare try to take the high road here because I’ll push you right off it!”
Brent turns back to Carl. “See,” he says. “She’s unstable. I don’t know how she got on board but she needs to go.”
