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She loved to travel.

Except when things went awry. Like tonight for example. She had a 60 minute layover in the Detroit Airport. It was just enough time to travel from one end of the airport to the other and board her flight. Because, of course, the gate she arrived at was as far as possible from the gate from which she would leave.

Or not.

She arrived at the designated gate to find it empty. The sign informed her that her gate has changed. It’s, yes, you guessed it, two doors down from the gate at which she arrived.

God, sometimes she hated to travel.

She sighed heavily and heard someone behind her chuckle. She turned to find a tall, dark man with heavy 5-o’clock shadow gazing at her with obvious amusement. She was in no mood to flirt, knowing she had another large hike ahead of her, but she smiled halfheartedly.

“Apparently the airline believes I could use more exercise.” She says sarcastically.

He smiled wide and turned toward the direction they were both going in a way that told her he wants her to walk with him.