We board the plane an hour ago. Dalton is pissed off because our seats are not together. His seat is on my left but in the other row. Beside me is a guy of my age and Dalton is glaring daggers at him since we took our seats.
The guy next to me is trying to make small talk and I talked to him in a civil manner. I can feel the heat of Dalton's dragger piercing through me. I don't know if this guy doesn't feel it or if he is totally ignoring him but either way, he is pissing off Dalton to no end.
From what he told me his name is Jack. He is an architect. He is flying to Hawaii to work for the hotel company there.
He leaned closer to me and whispered: "your husband is literally killing me in his mind". I looked at him in shock. He knew but still, he is ignoring Dalton.
He arched one of his brows at my reaction. "don't worry I'm not flirting with you. I don't swing that way. I was trying to irritate your husband", he chuckled when I looked at him in confusion.