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“Ladies and gentlemen, this is your captain again… we have begun our descent and are about twenty minutes out. The flight attendants will be preparing the cabin for landing in a few minutes. We thank you for flying with us and hope to see you again in the near future.”The routine was more than familiar to frequent travelers like me. Good – first leg of the journey appears to be successful. I had been tracking bad weather on its way to O’Hare, my connection airport. Fortunately, it looked like we were going to bet the storm in.Or were we… my senses picked up when the plane altered course. The appointed twenty minutes elapsed and we were no closer to the ground than when our captain had signed off. No announcement – typical. Fifteen minutes later, the lead flight attendant came on to announce that we were in a holding pattern. A half-hour later, we were informed that we would need to divert to Indianapolis to take on more fuel. The adventure begins.Four hours later we are still on the ground. We’ve finally been refueled, but have no clearance to take off for Chicago again. The passengers up here in first, to which I’d been thankfully upgraded, were starting to get restless. My phone was on ten percent battery; no seat power on the regional jet. I’d already reserved a room at the O’Hare Hilton, assuming that’s where I would be spending the night, my second flight already having been canceled.That’s when I caught the eye of the young woman sitting across the aisle. Business dress, maybe early thirties, cute. Married. We strike up a conversation about our circumstances. She’s flying to the west coast to make bahis siteleri a sales pitch.”If I don’t make it to Sacramento tonight, I’ll miss my appointment and might as well just turn around and head back home.”We talk for a while, sharing bits and pieces of our stories. She’s so pleasant. I tell her that I’m about to book a room here in Indy, my instinct telling me that we weren’t going to take off tonight (well, instinct plus a little whisper overheard from the flight attendants that the crew was at risk of timing out), I also didn’t want to be stuck without a room – from the look of things, there were dozens of other aircraft in similar circumstances.Room secured, I told my new companion where she might look. A frown crossed her face. “My phone just died. Who knew a two-hour flight would turn out to last eight hours?” Just then, the announcement – we are going to have to spend the night here. “Where did you score a room?” she asked. I told her, and as we were deplaning she said she would just head over to the same hotel and see if she could get a room once there. I ordered an Uber and told her she could ride with me, for which she was eternally grateful. “Really, it’s nothing. I just hope you can get a room.”We arrive at the hotel, and I tell her to go first, as I already had my room and time might be of the essence. I waited, and then she turned around, an even bigger frown and look of worry on her face. “They’re sold out.”I tell her to wait until I’ve checked in, and then I’d try to help her out. “You don’t have to do that. It’s late and I’ll figure something out.””I’m not going to strand a nice person canlı bahis siteleri like you,” I replied.I approached the desk and handed my driver’s license and credit card to the clerk. “Welcome to Indianapolis sir. How was your trip in?” I gave him the brief version of the story. “So sorry to hear that. You’re lucky – you got the last room in the hotel. And good news – given your status you’ve been upgraded to a one-bedroom suite.”He handed me the key and I turned to look for my traveling companion. She had gone over to a table in the lobby where she could plug in her phone. The look of concern still on her face. I came over. “Any luck?”She sighed. “I’ve gone on all of my travel apps – zero availability. Looks like all those other stranded fliers beat me to the punch.””Look, I hope I’m not out of line here, but I’ve been upgraded to a suite. It has a separate bedroom. I’m happy to let you take the bed and I can sleep on the couch in the living room.”She looked at me and smiled meekly. “That’s awfully sweet of you, but I simply couldn’t impose.” “Nonsense”, I replied.  “You’re not imposing at all, and there aren’t any other options.  I feel a little awkward about this myself, but things are what they are.  I promise to be a good boy.” She let out a laugh.  “Oh, I’m not worried about that.  You don’t look like the type.”  A long pause, a sigh, and then “well, if you’re sure you don’t mind… but I insist on taking the couch.” “I won’t hear of it,” I responded. “We can argue about that upstairs,” she said.  You’re right – it’s late and we both need some sleep.”The suite was better than expected.  I immediately canlı bahis claimed the couch by placing my bag on it and taking out my 311 bag and placing it in the second bath off the living room.  She gave me a wry smile, shook her head, and wheeled her bag into the bedroom.  “Ever the gentleman, are we?” her voice trailed off as she left the living room.Ten minutes later she stuck her head out the door.  “I just wanted to say goodnight – and thank you.  You are such a kind man.” I replied “it’s nothing.  I hope you have sweet dreams.”  Her eyes surveyed the scene.“Hey, wait, that couch doesn’t pull out?” “It’s no problem, I’ve slept on worse.  Sure beats the airport floor.” “I’m not going to let you do this to yourself.  I insist we change places,” she replied.“I’m not budging.  You have the bed.  You keep the bed.  Good night.”“Well then I have a compromise.  You haven’t seen it but this is the biggest bed I’ve ever seen.  I think it’s what they call a California King.  There’s more than enough room for two of us – no risk of us touching each other.”“Look, I don’t want to put you in an uncomfortable position.”“Not uncomfortable at all. This is an adventure, and sometimes you just have to go with the flow.”We went back and forth like this for a good ten minutes before she wore me down.  I changed into a clean t-shirt and stripped to my boxers – my standard on-the-road sleeping gear.  I peeked into the room and apologized.  She laughed and told me “that makes two of us” as she emerged from the bathroom in an oversized t-shirt that barely covered whatever panties she had on beneath.  I couldn’t help but admire her little body.  Like I noticed on the plane – cute.  Girl next door.She slipped under the covers on the far side of the bed, and I did the same on my side.  “I just need to warn you, my wife says I sometimes snore.”

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