Flight delays — and cancellations — are my least favorite parts of travel, but one snafu worked in my favor. I hadn’t seen my ex Nick while waiting to board the plane. But after the flight was nixed, we bumped into one another while trying to snag vouchers for the shitty airport hotel. It had been years since we’d amicably split and settled in separate cities. But there we were, thrust together again.

A feeling of camaraderie returned instantly, and soon we were huddled together at the hotel bar, catching up over martinis. We had booked separate rooms, but somehow we wound up together in mine. We lied to ourselves by saying we weren’t done catching up after the bar had closed, but we both knew better than that.

As soon as the room’s door clicked shut behind us, Nick pounced on... Read More