~Jasmine~
“Those look amazing Jas,” Joaquin says, truly invested in my photos of all the places we have been in the last month and a half. “Do you publish them or sell them? Because I would love to buy some of these photos” he says, and I feel my cheeks warm up, I give him a shy smile and move to the next photo on my computer. Joaquin got bored doing whatever it is that he was doing on his phone and sat next to me while I worked on the photos of the trip. We are on our way to the last fight of the tour. It’s the last time I will be sitting on this private plane, sharing with each of the brothers, and probably the last time I will spend time with Vincenzo.
I lift my head and look over my computer screen, and drink in Vincenzo’s sitting form. His leg is crossed over the left, his right ha
