Page 105 of Addicted

I sat in the backseat of the blacked-out SUV next to Stone, with Ish and Destiny in the row behind us. Stone had his hand on my thigh, his thumb rubbing slow circles over my jeans. He looked calm as hell like flying private to a tropical island was just another Tuesday for him. Which, knowing Stone, it probably was.

But for me? This was everything.

I glanced back at Ish and Destiny. They were holding hands, whispering to each other and giggling about something.

Destiny was cute as hell. She had light brown skin, long box braids pulled into a high ponytail, big brown eyes, and a sweet smile. She was sixteen like Ish, but she seemed mature for her age. She was respectful and smart.

I’d met her a few days ago when Ish brought her by the estate, and I liked her immediately. She was good for my brother. Kept him grounded and made him smile in a way I hadn’t seen in a long time.

Plus, she wasn’t on no bullshit. She was focusedon school, talked about wanting to go to college, and had goals. That’s the kind of girl I wanted Ish around. Not some fast-ass girl trying to get him caught up in drama.

“You good, baby?” Stone asked, pulling me out of my thoughts.

I looked at him and nodded, my smile widening. “More than good,” I said. “I’m excited as hell.”

Stone smirked, his dark eyes warm as he looked at me.

“I know you are,” he said. “That’s why I planned this shit.”

I leaned over and kissed him on the lips, quick and sweet.

“Thank you,” I said softly.

“Anything for you, Indigo.”

The SUV slowed down, and I looked out the window to see we were pulling onto the tarmac at a private airport.

And there it was.

The private jet. Sleek, white, and polished to perfection, sitting on the runway like something straight out of a movie.

My jaw dropped.

“Oh my God,” I breathed.

Stone chuckled beside me. “You ain’t seen nothing yet, baby.”

The SUV came to a stop, and I saw another SUV pulling up beside us. Aurora and Kenzo.

The driver opened my door, and I stepped out onto the tarmac, the warm California sun hitting my face.

I was wearing a pair of high-cut shorts and afitted tank, nothing complicated. White sneakers, my hair up in a high ponytail, and minimal jewelry. Simple but cute. Perfect for the flight.

I looked over and saw Aurora stepping out of the other SUV, and our eyes locked. We both screamed at the same time.

“BITCH!” Aurora yelled, running toward me.

“BITCH!” I yelled back, meeting her halfway.

We hugged tight, jumping up and down like we were teenagers again.

“We’re flying on a private jet!” Aurora squealed. “This is insane!”

“I know!” I said, pulling back to look at her. “Look at us! Living like rich bitches!”

Aurora was wearing a black crop top, ripped jeans, and black Balenciaga sneakers. Her hair was in long goddess locs that hung down her back, and she had on gold hoop earrings and a gold chain. She looked so good.

Kenzo walked up behind her, shaking his head with a grin.