Chapter 9I was on the bed in the hotel. Matty was on the bed next to me. Abe was on the floor. Zayn was on the other bed, Khalid next to him.
“Please tell me this isn’t heaven,” said Zayn as he glanced left and then right.
Matty shook his head and propped himself onto his elbows. “Jerusalem Hilton.”
Khalid hopped up. “Jerusalem?! Jerusalem?!” He was smiling. He was crying. “Praise be to Allah!”
Abe rolled his eyes, pushed himself off the floor, and stood in the middle of the room. “What the f**k was all that about?”
I turned to Matty. “I wouldn’t have killed you.”
He grinned. “I know, Bobby Ray,” he said. “I know.”
“The kiss was nice,” I added as a slight blush crept up my neck.
Matty nodded. “Seemed appropriate, all things considered.”
Abe walked closer to our bed. “Yes, but what
