35

LAURA

The flight was short and uneventful.

I admit that it was mostly—okay, entirely—because I spent the time over-thinking my and Alex’s…relationship…to death. The fact that he’d been right there hadn’t helped either.

He’d wanted to sit with me, I could tell, but then he’d taken one look at my face and swivelled right, opting to sit next to Drew instead. Apparently, I didn’t give Drew enough credit for his observatory skills because he’d witnessed the whole thing—the wink he’d given me after was confirmation enough.

I’d rolled my eyes and looked way.

Not surprisingly, Drew and I had gotten closer over the month and we had plans of having coffee together when we’d all settled back into our normal daily routines. He knew the status of my relationship with Alex but he didn’t know that I’d agreed to meet with him when we got back, mainly because he didn’t need to know. Plus, it hadn’t come up in any of our conversations.

That was why he knew that Alex and I were fucking each other’s