18
Vance
“Put your f*****g phone down. This is a guys’ trip.” Jagger tries to snatch my phone from my hands, but I dodge his attempts.
“We aren’t twenty-one, shithead.” I finish my text to Layla.
Me: Miss you already.
I’m waiting for the three dots to appear when the flight attendant places a vodka tonic on my tray. I glance to the side at Jagger, who raises his own drink in the air. Shifting my eyes to Leo, I see him raising his beer.
My phone dings and Leo smiles, shaking his head because he already knows the s**t Jagger is going to give me.
I glance down at my phone to find a picture of Layla, Via, and Payne—all with frowns on their faces. A second later and my phone dings again.
Layla: Have fun and good luck with the investor. We’ll miss you. See you when you get home. ????
Me
