AN: Ok, don't freak out over the short chapter. I'll be posting the next one now, if I haven't already by the time you read this. Not sure when I will be posting again after this, so I am trying to be nice. A little nice. :)
Homeward Bound
I slept most of the flight home. Much needed sleep. Plus, I needed an excuse to avoid Adam for a bit to get my head screwed on straight. I still can't remember exactly what happened. I can tell that the plane is descending and I am running out of time. I was trying to keep my eyes closed for just a moment longer, but once again Adam, who is seated next to me, just starts to chuckle.
"I know you are awake. We're getting ready to land and you can't avoid me forever."
I open my eyes and glare at him. Well, I do my best since he is using that smile on me that I can never seem to resist.
"I wasn't awake until you spoke."
"Sure. Whatever you say. Are we going to talk about this?"
"What is there to talk about?"
Adam looks away and then upwards like he is trying to figure out how in the world he is going to deal with me.
"I mean we can just get it annulled, right?"
Adam takes on the first serious tone I've heard from him since I woke up. Both times.
"I don't think so."
Ok. That was not the response I was expecting. I figured he would be chomping at the bit to get this rectified.
"How are you being so cool with this? I mean we got drunk and got married. Unless, you remember what happened and would like to fill me in."
I can see that Adam is contemplating what to say as the plane lands. It starts to taxi towards the gate and he answers.
"I don't remember exactly what happened, but I guess I have faith that our drunk selves might be smarter than we are. Plus, what can I do about it now…it happened."
I can't help but raise a sarcastic eyebrow. If an eyebrow can be sarcastic.
"Smarter?"
"Yeah. I mean I married you instead of some random girl. I would call that smart."
I swear if I roll my eyes much more they are going to get stuck in my head. I am really starting to believe that he finds this funny. The door to the plane is now open and Adam has stood up to get our bags out of the overhead. We disembark from the plane and I note that he continues to walk with me as I start to head for the L.
"What are you doing?"
"Heading home with my wife."
"Really?!"
"We have plenty to talk about, Kim. I figure you would prefer to do that away from Kevin and the boys."
Deep breath. He has a point.
"Fine. Follow me."