Shana
Boarding Vincent’s private yet is exciting, but finding out that I will be traveling with June, Stina, and Vincent isn’t exactly making me cheer out loud.
“I’m so glad your stepbrother has a private plane,” Stina comments from one of the leather seats. She is on her second glass of chardonnay. “Norway was nice, but I won’t miss the cold. Aurland isn’t a place I will be visiting again.”
“Really?” I ask. “I thought it was quite beautiful there.”
June wrinkles her nose. “Who asked for your opinion, loser? You haven’t been anywhere, so you don’t even have a top ten places to compare it to. Isn’t that right, Vincent?”
Vincent stops in his tracks. He just came back from the bathroom and looks like a deer caught in headlights. I’m not even sure if he heard the entire conversation.
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