Alamo shook his head and I grinned. “He just left.”
“Liar,” she said, and laughed. “Tell him to be safe, but get home soon. Sebastian’s asleep and I’m naked.”
“Jesus,” Alamo hissed out. “Leaving right now.”
He walked out the door and I grinned. “He seriously started running for his bike.”
Jasmine giggled. “Good. Okay, I’ll talk to you later.”
“Bye.”
I hung up, sent Clementine a quick text, and smiled up at Doc. “You ready to go home?”
“Yeah. You okay?”
“I’m good, honey.”
He kissed me gently and took me home. Clementine called while we were in the car and I filled her in on the news. Her reaction was much the same as Jasmine’s, and by the time I fell into bed, my heart was full and my worries eased, knowing my family had my back.
Olivia
We touched down in Portland and I swear I couldn’t get off the plane fast enough. It had been a rough flight and I’d made friends with my barf bag pretty early in the trip.
“Okay, sweetness, final push,” Doc encouraged. “I’ll grab our bags.”
I nodded and walked down the aisle and off the plane. The second I stepped onto the famous carpet, I felt better and was able to muster up a smile as Doc rolled our bags off behind me.
“Let’s get you to the club and into bed.”
I nodded, biting back a yawn. “Getting up at the ass-crack of dawn isn’t really my style anymore.”
“Anymore?”
“Since meeting you, I haven’t gotten up before ten,” I said. “You know this.”
“You rarely got up before ten, then,” he pointed out with a grin. “But I’m glad I’ve been a good influence on you.”
