Raine
Today, I’m under strict protocol for security reasons—which means I’m not allowed to step out of the damn car. So, being the brat that I am, I shoot Lacy a message saying I can’t make it to the airport because I’m “a little busy.” She probably won’t see it in time, but the thought of her fuming already makes me giggle. What are best friends for, right?
Our car pulls up to the airport arrivals, and I sit back, playing innocent while my security team heads in with a sign to collect her. I can practically hear her cursing my name from here. Still no reply to my text. Perfect. I grin like a madwoman and settle in to wait.
Craig links me. “We’ve got her. Heading to the car now.”
She’s already giving them hell, and I owe the guys a big apology. I’d told them to tell her I was too busy
