Chapter 37

Noah stared at Mason’s bloodshot eyes and his tensed body and knew he wouldn’t be answering questions any time soon. Noah needed instead to focus on his mission for the night—making sure Mason made it home. Safe.

Noah did some calculations in his head. If he ran Mason straight home and came right back, he might just return on time for his flight. But then add that into the fact he’d need to grab a taxi back, then he’d have to go through security again, and that brought his chances of boarding his plane down to a tossup between doubtful and not a chance. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. It didn’t matter how long he stood there thinking, he only had one choice. He’d take Mason home, regardless of how the trip interfered with his flight.11

Noah held tight onto Mason’s hand and headed toward the airport exit. Once again, he’d need to leave his luggage behind to be picked up in Seattle when he returned.