I didn’t tell my parents we would be arriving today. Their anger wouldn’t have stopped them from coming to get us from the airport. But I still didn’t tell them. Jonah, the eldest son of the family Ben is staying with, is on his way to pick us up.
Ben nudges me with his hip. “Are you okay?”
“I'm a bit nervous.”
We are still in the waiting area because Jonah is an ass. He should have been here long ago. My parents wouldn’t have kept us waiting. People rush past us to hug family and friends while we watch and wait. Ben lets go of his box to draw me in for a side hug.
“Don’t be, babe.” Ben draws my lip between his teeth and I make a throaty sound. “They will be too happy to see you to even care about that. I promise.”
Not really. “Yeah.”