“What?”
“I really don’t want to ask this, but I suppose I have to. How will it work when it comes to Tuesday?”
“I don’t know. I suppose we will go somewhere else.”
He sighs and mutters. “Have him take you to Ponte.”
I smile at him. “I love you. You have every right to be pissed with him, and yet you still give me what I want.”
He shrugs. “I love you. Let’s go.”
Cole is already ready to go, so I twirl in a circle and soon am also ready to go. I Astral us into the foyer where everybody is waiting, even Jess, who someone remembered to let out of the room.
“I really don’t want to leave now that we are back here,” Devon grumbles.
“Then don’t,” Cole says mildly. “No offense, but the only one I am bothered about coming is my wife.” He beams down at me,
“None taken,” Devon replies. “However, where your wife goes, I follow.”
“Seems to be the case,” Cole says.
I turn to Scott and give him a hug. I drop my blocks and say to him in my head, “Something is coming. Be careful, okay?” He stiffens. “Call me if you need anything,” I say out loud to him.
“I will.” He nods at me.
I leave Dawn to say goodbye to him and we all leave the house and pile into the cars waiting outside. I have Cole, Devon, CK, Jess, and Cade in with me.
“Are you better?” CK asks me.
“I guess. I don’t really understand what the problem is.”
He shrugs.
“Are you ok?” I ask him quietly.
“Fine. Why?”
“What you said before. I’m sorry. I wasn’t implying anything.”
“I know, I’m sorry too. It’s a sensitive subject.”
I nod, but something is still off. Everyone gets lost in their own thoughts on the way to the airport and once at LAX, we all trudge onto the G6, less than enthusiastically.
“Can I sit with the captain?” Cade asks me.
“Sure.”
“Good. I would rather not be around to see what happens in an enclosed space with you lot.”
He saunters off, leaving me a little annoyed at his comment. I am just annoyed in general though. Someone has got my back up, but I don’t know who. It must be clear on my face as I sit and for the first time, no one fights to sit next to me. Cole, however, bravely takes the chair to my left and CK bravely takes the seat opposite. That leaves Devon next to him and the rest on the sofas behind us. Sebastian sits next to Jess much to her delight and engages her in conversation.
I drum my fingers on the table as we take off and I know I’m getting on everybody’s nerves, but I don’t give a damn.
“I am not sure I want your charge fucking mine,” Devon says to CK suddenly. “He is too old for her.”
CK snorts, accepting the dig that was clearly meant for him, and looks back at him mildly. “I don’t think that will happen. Will it, Aefre?” He fires the question at me, and I try to look innocent but fail miserably.
“I’m sure she isn’t the type to vie for troll of the year,” I say hypocritically to cover up my role in this.