Ethan’s POV
Chris spotted me before I reached the private arrivals entrance. “Finally,” he said dramatically the moment he got close enough. “Do you know how humiliating it is standing alone in an airport looking abandoned?”
I adjusted my glasses slightly. “You’ve survived worse.”
“That’s not the point.”
His gaze moved over me once, I had changed into a simple black joggers, hoodie and a pair of dark glasses. Then he snorted. “You look like a billionaire trying to cosplay as a college student.”
“I’m avoiding attention.”
“You’re six-foot-three and built like private security, attention already found you.”
Despite myself, the corner of my mouth twitched faintly. That was Chris, naturally annoying…effortlessly. The driver opened the back door for us immediately while security maintaine
