Rico’s POV
I watched them both, leaning back slightly against the leather chair phone in hand but attention fully on the scene in front of me.
Aria’s gaze flicked up to me, eyes wide, and for the first time since morning she looked me in straight in the eye, only that her eyes were full of surprise. Her lips parted slightly, like she wanted to speak but was processing too many things all at once.
Juno just kept staring at me with her mouth agape. “How did you even get my number?” she asked finally. This might be some sort of coincidence she said and dialed again but again, my phone rang. There was no denying it.
“How?”
“I got it from the hotel you’re staying at,” I said and watched her jaw tighten.
“What?!” they shouted simultaneously, making the hair on my neck stand on end with am
