My eyes felt grainy, the alcohol I'd consumed churned in my stomach like acid and I wondered if home, was the answer. But there wasn't anything there for me. There never had been. I'd always staved off loneliness by looking in the mirror and telling myself that in the end, everybody dies alone, and for now my job was all consuming and exhilarating. And I was lucky. I was doing what I'd always loved, there weren't many people in the world who could say the same. Wasn't that the truth?
But why did he have to kiss me?
I groaned, covering my face with my hand and waving off the persistent air stewardess who seemed intent on feeding me peanuts. Brad's last good deed had been finding us seats on this very plane. First class seats, no less. However, the champagne turned my stomach and the array
