(April’s POV)
Finally, we are on the plane. It’s now 2 pm and we are all settled in and ready to go. We went through the customs fast track because we were running so late. Goddess forbid. I’d hate to see what normal customs is like, especially on an international flight. I’m shuddering just trying to imagine it.
As I was buckling in, I glanced over to where the twins were sitting all the way in the back with their mates. I’m almost sorry I made friends with those two girls. I say almost because I like them on every level except the way they treat Austin and Conner. It's like they think the fellas are beneath them, or something. I've seen snooty Alpha's treat Omega's with more respect than I sometimes see those girls give the fellas. I know I should butt the f**k out but it’s starting t
