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“Yes. You’re all set, Jade. I guess I may or may not see you in Des Moines next week. Either way, have a nice break. You, too, Garret.”
We leave and I find myself getting really angry on the drive back to campus. “Who does he think he is telling me I can’t fly?”
“He’s your doctor, Jade. And you need to listen to him.”
“Why? What’s so dangerous about flying? I just have to sit there for a few hours.”
“It probably has something to do with the air pressure. Look it up if you don’t believe him.”
“Maybe I should get a second opinion.”
“That guy is one of the best doctors in the country. I guarantee he’s better than any doctor you’ll find around here.”
“Then what am I gonna do? Frank and Ryan are all excited about having me home and I really want to see them. And Ryan already rearranged his work schedule so he could get some time off while I’m there.”
It makes me hate Ava even more. If it weren’t for her, Garret could just drive me home and this airplane ban wouldn’t even be a problem.
CHAPTERTHIRTY-FIVE
Back at the dorm,my phone rings just as we walk in my room. I answer without looking to see who it is.
“Hey, Jade. Did you get your stitches out?”
I recognize the voice. “Hey, Carson.” I glance at Garret who gives me his why-is-he-calling-you look as he closes my door. “Yeah, the stitches are out, but I still have to use the crutches for a few more days.”
“At least when you’re back from spring break you’ll be able to walk to class without them. So when are you leaving?”
“I can’t go now. The doctor won’t let me fly.”
He’s quiet for a moment, then says, “Just come with me. I’ll give you a ride home.”
“No, that’s okay. Besides you’re going to Illinois.”
“Des Moines is only four hours away from my hometown. That’s nothing. I told you I like driving.”
“But then you’d have to pick me up again a week later, unless I got Ryan to drive me to your house.”
Hearing “your house” Garret’s eyes narrow and he starts shaking his head no.
Carson’s talking again. “Either way. Doesn’t matter to me. I can easily go pick you up. It’s no problem.”
“Let me think about it and I’ll get back to you.”
“Okay. And hey, I’m totally flexible on when we leave and when we come back.”
“Sounds good. I’ll see you tomorrow.” I hang up, set the phone on my desk, and turn to Garret. “Now before you get all—”
“Tell me you did not just agree to drive halfway across the country with that asshole.” Garret stands in front of me, his arms crossed over his chest.
“He’s not an asshole. And he offered, but as you heard, I didn’t say yes.” I pause. “But it’s not that bad of an idea. He seemed like a safe driver when he drove me to the coffee shop that day. His car is new so it shouldn’t break down. He’s very mature and responsible.”
Garret throws his hands in the air. “And he’s trying to sleep with you! Did you forget that part?”
“He’s not trying to sleep with me.”
“Are you seriously thinking of going with him?”
“Well, yeah. It’s just a car ride.” I go over to the bed and sit down.
