Wearing sunglasses and my earbuds, I exit the hotel with my bags. The first thing I notice is the change in seating arrangements. Dominic is in the front passenger seat and Mandy is in the middle of the third row next to Dominic's friend, leaving me isolated in the back corner behind Bryant. The ride to the airport is short and uneventful but I feel awkward around the group. They all know. I'm just another one of the house whores. Pushing my thoughts aside, I follow the group through the airport and onto the plane. Accepting a blanket from the flight attendant, I curl up on my seat and listen to my music until an earbud is pulled out of my ear. "I shouldn't have to chase you," Owen says. "I'm not the one in the wrong."
"So don't," I say, putting my earbud back in its place.
He pulls it o
