“Took you long enough.” The corner of my mouth lifts as he walks up. “Some of us were exiting from the back of the plane.” He grabs the luggage in my hand and lifts it onto the cart. “How was your flight?” He turns around, and his gaze flicks over me. Swiping at my hair, I stare back at him. “Yeah, I know I look bad.” “Uh…” He drops his eyes to the bags and clears his throat. “I actually thought you looked nice.”
