coach had given the team the week off, and had told them to try to make
it home, since this would be their last chance until after basketball season
was over. Classes didn’t break for Thanksgiving until Wednesday, but she and
Cole decided to skip class Tuesday and Wednesday and fly home early. She had
even called Layla, who was in Salt Lake at the University of Utah, and
convinced her and her boyfriend, Devon, to fly home with them for
Thanksgiving. Bri made sure she and Cole had a layover in Salt Lake, and that
the four of them would be on the same flight to California.
Bri’s alarm went off at 5:00 on
Tuesday morning, and for the first time in her life she had no trouble getting
up and ready and out the door. She was that excited. She picked up a still
sleep rumpled Cole, and they headed to the airport. She spent the long flight
curled into Cole’s side, as they watched the in-flight movie, slept, and
studied. As their plane began to descend into Salt Lake, Bri’s heart began
pounding with excitement. She hadn’t seen Layla in months, though they talked
and texted almost every day, and she couldn’t wait to see her best friend.
The plane seemed to take it’s sweet
time landing, and she had a hard time holding still.
“Impatient much?”Cole teased,
placing a hand on her bouncing knee. “I’m trying not to get jealous, but I don’t
think you’ve ever been this excited to see me before.”
“Now you know that’s not true,”she nudged his
shoulder. “I’m like ten times worse whenever you’re coming over. You should’ve
seen me last summer. I couldn’t keep still to save my life.” She smiled up at
him, and was rewarded with a quick kiss. She felt the plane finally touch
down, and a huge smile spread across her face.
Cole just laughed and shook his
head. “All I can say is that Layla is one lucky lady.”
The cabin doors opened, and it took
everything in her not to rush out of the plane, trampling everyone in her
path. Cole’s fingers twined through hers, and he gave her a sympathetic smile
as they waited patiently, and finally made their way off the plane. As Bri
entered the terminal she began scanning the crowd. Her eyes instantly zeroed
in on the tall, dark haired girl rushing towards them.
“Bri!” Layla squealed. Bri dropped her bag and ran to her. They met in the
middle of the hall, colliding into a hugging mass of laughter and tears.
“Oh, I’ve missed you.” Bri knew they were
making a spectacle of themselves, but she didn’t care.
“I’ve missed you more, girl.” Layla finally
pulled back, wiping tears off her cheeks, to look at Bri. “You don’t look too
different. Glad to see you haven’t done anything drastic without me.”
“Thanks, Lay. You look fabulous, as
always.” And
she did. Leave it to Layla to come to the airport decked out like she was on
her way to some exclusive party.
“Hey, what about me? What am I,
chopped liver?” Devon
smiled as he stepped up beside Layla and opened his arms to Bri. Laughing, she
hugged him.
“You’re looking good, too, Dev. But
I think you’ve put on a few pounds since I saw you last.” She teasingly
patted his flat, hard stomach. “Seriously, though, you’ve been working out.” She noticed how
much more toned and cut he was.
Layla lifted Devon’s shirt and ran
her hand over his six pack. “I know, right?” She smiled. “It’s hard to keep my hands off.”
“Okay, that’s enough,”Devon removed Layla’s
hand and pulled his shirt back down. He was trying to be cool, but his face
was bright red.
“There is another perfect specimen
of a man over here for you two to drool over, you know.” Cole’s wry voice drew their
attention. “I mean, why should Devon get all the attention, when I’m right
here?”he
flashed them a cocky smirk before Layla pulled him in for a hug.
“Oh, Cole, you know you’re still as
sexy as
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