Date = 12 November
Place = San Francisco (Groovzies)
POV - Melaena
Enrique is pouting. Even over the phone, I know he’s pouting. Hard.
“I asked Alejandro to take us. I’m sure he’s just as big and strong and badass as you, if not more.”
My life is not normal. But I’ve heard normal is overrated — whatever normal is.
But sometimes, even just once, I wish for tranquility where everyone in my life is pleasing and agreeable and I have this trouble-free uncomplicated existence where some or other annoying cockhead is not trying to dominate my being.
After the incident with Harry, the guys are set on guarding me 24/7. And it’s enough to drive a patient saint up the walls. And I’m no saint. Also, it’s not good for my sensitive morale.
That’s why Alejandro came to pick us up — a change of sc
