One would think life would cut her some slack after the whole kerfuffle of the afternoon, but then it turned out it wasn't quite done with her yet. She barely trudged her way out of the elevator to her apartment when her phone started to ring. It was Kevyn, and of all times to call.
She swiped her keycard and stepped in, immediately toeing off her flats. Then she found the nearest sofa and sank into it. She so very much wanted a cool, aromatherapic bath right now, but she didn't see how she could possibly postpone Kevyn's call. Her brother had a record for being paranoid, especially when it came to matters concerning her.
So, sighing heavily, she swiped the call to pick.
"Key," said Kevyn in greeting. "Are you okay?"
Kiersey was even too tired to roll her eyes up. "Come on, you can do better than that. And what makes you think I'm not, kiddo?"
She could just imagine her brother r
The next day, she was fine enough to take two classes before the long break at which she had to go see the principal.From the call to her travel agent early in the morning, she had found out the most convenient time to travel to California was tomorrow. Unexpected, but she didn't have much of a choice.The old bastard of a principal was grumpy as usual and failed to see how a teacher in his school could have, err. . . familial matters so important as to take the rest of the school week off, albeit it was just a day before the weekend.She even had to pull the expecting mother card before the tough jerky finally agreed to let her have the rest of the day and the rest of the week off.It just happened to be around the time scheduled to pick up her car at the garage, so she took a Uber to the place.The garage was named 'The Zeunt Fix' and was an old but neat out-building that was
The sun was high overhead and burning hot as usual when Kiersey arrived at the airport. Exhausted, she paid her silent taxi driver and immediately started searching for the nearest refreshment. She was lucky to find get a chilled bottle of fruit milk drink at the nearest duty free.Recently, her proclivities went towards chilled, brain freezing drinks. Kiersey wasn't sure if that was good for the baby, but she just couldn't help the craving. Sometimes she craved for chilled stuff so bad it felt like she'd break down if one didn't gush down her throat soon enough.Her flight was in thirty five minutes, and aware of that, she had come early anyways. After all she had had the day off from work and had spent the time doing laundries and other little stuff, sufficiently boring herself out.Then she wandered more departments of the duty free before finally claiming a seat in the departure lounge.Watching
"Yeah," Kizza agreed. "I'm not going with her though.""She's traveling alone?""Yes," Kizza answered, her lips tightening slightly. "I couldn't take a break off of work, and neither could my husband." She blew out a somewhat annoyed sigh. "If she hadn't been so obstinate and insisted on going during school session."The statement wasn't really finished, but Kiersey figured she got the gist. She glanced at the girl and quirked a corner of her lips. "And she's okay with . . . flying alone?"Kizza shrugged. "She's old enough to be fine. And she sure didn't sound like she minded when I kept hammering that fact into her ears."Kiersey chuckled."I don't suppose you could help me keep an eye on her?" Kizza asked with skepticism."Oh," Kiersey said. "Why not. Sure thing. I'll be happy to."Kizza beamed widely and reached to
He raised a thick, curved eyebrow, his eyes twinkling in amusement. If he dropped the magazine lower, Kiersey was sure she would spot the twitch of those dusky rose lips in the hint of a smile.She tightened her grip on Zanéh and contained the puerile urge to step back like one scolded. His gaze, admittedly, did make her feel reproved."Yes," he said simply and put down the magazine on the glass extension tray spanning the side of his seat.His rosy lips, which looked pinker than the last time she had seen them, were slightly pinched, contrary to the amusement she had glimpsed in his eyes.Slowly, he rose to his feet, swinging his earnest gaze from her to the hostess. In the little time it had taken him to switch gazes, his stare turned from warm and amused to cold and daring.The hostess moved back a step, clearly intimidated. Kiersey could understand how she felt. She herself had felt a transient surge of alarm run through her at the weigh
"Hmmm," she hummed, casually closing her eyes to let the burst of flavours sluice over her being. Her taste buds were alive and spry with the flavours and ecstasy exploding on her tongue.The drink washed down her throat in a minty, spumescent trail and infused a chilly warmth in her chest that spread to her stomach.She opened her eyes when the drink stopped pouring and discovered she had drank it dry. What remained was the blue bubbles clinging to the inner walls of the glass and the attractive sweat that coated the outer.Then she almost dropped the flute in surprise when she saw Aithan standing very close to her, his body bent and his face studying hers intently.Kiersey swallowed as a tinge of blood suffused her face. Her pulse spiked, going into a mad orbit. She struggled to keep his stifling gaze, wondering what she had done to warranty the scrutiny. His intent stare was doing stra
"Uh," she started. "Um, I'm good."The artificial smile that followed the statement made her almost cringe. The guy wasn't blind."I'm doing just fine. I guess, " she added, when the skepticism still wouldn't leave his face.He put up his hands in surrender. "I get it, I get it. You don't wanna talk about it. "She started to correct his impression but then stopped. Fuck it, maybe she didn't want to discuss her private life with a stranger, no matter how sincere he looked.But she really was doing fine on her own. Despite all she had been through, she was still standing tall and strong and, so God help her, she was going to be better.Feeling satisfied, she dropped her fork after the next bite and reclined back in her chair."Do you have family? " she asked. The question had been lurking somewhere in her mind
Minutes later, she and Zanéh lifted their bags off the carousel and proceeded out of the luggage clearance area into the broiling sun outside the airport.It was now well past one and the Californian sun had ascended high to the heart of the sky, suffussing and soaking everything visible in plain sight with it's rays. It seemed more fierce than any sun she had ever witnessed.Kiersey winced and raised a hand to shield her face from the wicked glare that radiated to her irises. This sun so wasn't her friend, it seemed to be striving hard to be a mortal enemy of hers these days.She was, however, relieved when they left the sun for the arrival lounge, even though she knew it was only temporary."So, what now?" She turned towards Zanéh.Zanéh had unwrapped a new stick of pink gum and she stuffed it in her mouth. Then she stuck her hands in her jacket
Kiersey silently berated herself for the nth time and she rushed down her room hall to the elevator. She gave a small smile in greeting to a guy also waiting for the elevator.Her mind went back to the matter at hand, her heart still beating ever so fast. Impatient, she tapped her fingers against her side - although the action was probably mainly to hide her fidgeting.Finally, the elevator arrived and she and the guy stepped in with a small girl of about four who waved at them. The guy she had entered with waved back then brought out his phone.As for Kiersey, she was too preoccupied to remember not to be rude. Her mind kept going back and forth and she had her mind's fingers crossed in hope that her dumb mistake wouldn't jeopardise her whole purpose here.What would be the point of all these if she didn't even get to see the guy she had travelled across the states for?Her flight back was due tomorrow afternoon. Her plan had been to lod