Read Online Redemption (Night Marchers #2) Written by: Rebecca Gober and Courtney Nuckels by Courtney Nuckels, Rebecca Gober - Free Book Online

spot. I cringe just
knowing she’s going to be paying $20 a day to park here.
    Standing in line for the ticket counter to
pick up our boarding passes feels like the longest wait of our
lives. Not because the line itself is long, but because we know
that when we get to the counter, they will need to check our IDs.
They could technically say something about us being minors and that
could put an end to our trip before it has even begun.
    Once we finally get to the front of the line
an older woman behind the counter calls out, "next!" I start to
head forward but Kaylee grabs me abruptly by the arm and then
kneels down, pretending to mess with her shoelace. Since she's
stalling for some apparent reason, I turn around to a young couple
behind us and offer them to go ahead in front of us.
    Once they move ahead Kaylee stands up and
gives me a mischievous look. That's when I hear a man at the far
end of the counter call out, "Next!" This airline employee is
somewhat young; I would say early twenties if I had to guess.
Kaylee turns slightly towards me whispering, “Let me do the
talking.”
    Oh boy, I have no idea what she intends to
do, but she better not blow it! We finally get to the front of the
line when I see Kaylee’s hair flipping back flirtatiously as she
cocks her hip. Oh. My. Gosh. Is all I can think right now. She bats
her eyelashes as she waltzes up to the ticket counter and leans
forward over it, leaving only about a foot of space between the two
of them. I look at the young man who is paying no attention to me.
I can tell that he is a little shocked by Kaylee's audacity, but I
can also tell he is enjoying every second of it.
    Kaylee places our confirmation print outs we
got online in between the two of them. Then she begins in a throaty
soulful voice, “Hey handsome, have we met before, you look
familiar?”
    “Um, I don’t think so,” the man hesitantly
replies. He methodically places each print out under the bar code
reader without even looking down.
    “Hmmmm,” Kaylee ponders. She twirls her hair
around the tip of her finger. “Maybe it was just in my dreams.” I
see a smirk little smile etch across her face.
    Oh brother…
    I hear a flirtatious giggle before she
continues. “It looks like you have a very important job.” She
reaches for his nametag tracing the name Tad with her index finger.
She turns to me and grabs my arm bringing me to her side. “And this
is my friend Emma. Emma and I are on our way to Hawaii!” She
giggles again.
    My face is probably beet red and I am so over
this moment wishing it would end soon. I could only imagine what
the people behind us are thinking right about now.
    "Sounds like fun," He says flirting right
back. Kaylee hands over her ID while she tries her best to distract
Tad. He only steels a quick glance to confirm that the name matches
the computer. It takes an agonizing moment before he gives it back
to Kaylee.
    “You ladies have a good trip,” Tad says while
giving Kaylee the once over. He quickly checks mine but is still
looking at Kaylee out of the corner of his eye. I do a mental eye
roll as he hands me back my ID along with our boarding passes. I
have no idea how he processed and printed them without even looking
at the screen.
    Kaylee takes a sharpie out of her purse then
grabs his hand and places her digits on his palm.
    “It was nice to meet you Tad,” I say while
pushing Kaylee past the ropes and towards the security area. Kaylee
reaches her hand up extending her thumb and pinkie finger to her
ear, call me , she mouths back to Tad.
    “Okay, seriously Kaylee, I think you might
have just taken that a little too far.” I say giving her a playful
shove.
    Kaylee laughs, “I got us through didn’t
I.”
    She has a point, so I just nod in mutual
understanding as we make our way through the security checks.
    Once we make it through, I check my watch
seeing we have about 30 minutes or so until our flight boards. It’s
just enough time to stop at Starbucks and