“He’s nervous.” Derek explained on behalf of Mason.

Aurora found the situation both frustrating and endearing, though she stifled her laughter. She reached out and gently wiped his face.

“Why are your hands so cold?”

Mason grew even more flustered. Swiftly, he lifted her into his arms and set her down on the seat, draping a blanket over her and instructing the flight attendant to raise the cabin temperature.

“It’s not that ...