The Love Hypothesis by Ali Hazelwood

Wearing expired contact lenses will cause
HYPOTHESIS:
and/or fungal infections that will have repercussions
bacterial
Chapter Twenty-One
for years to come.
“Holden sent a message for you.”
Olive looked away from the window and to Malcolm,
who’d turned off airplane mode the second they’d landed in
Charlotte for their layover. “Holden?”
“Yeah. Well, it’s technically from Carlsen.”
Her heart skipped a beat.
“He lost his phone charger and can’t text you, but he and
Holden are on their way back to SFO.”
“Ah.” She nodded, feeling a small rush of relief. That
explained Adam’s silence. He hadn’t been in touch since last
night. She’d worried that he’d been arrested and was
pondering emptying her savings account to help cover his bail.
All twelve dollars and sixteen cents. “Where’s their layover?”
“No layover.” Malcolm rolled his eyes. “Direct flight.
They’ll be at SFO ten minutes after us, even though they’re
only now leaving Boston. Eat the rich.”
“Did Holden say anything about . . .”
Malcolm shook his head. “Their plane is about to leave, but
we can wait for them at SFO. I’m sure Adam will have some
updates for you.”
“You just want to make out with Holden, don’t you?”