Growing

STANLEY POV

The cart the stewardess is pushing, rattles as another brief moment of turbulence jostles the plane, and I tense again. I can't believe I agreed to this.

When Fin mentioned flights I was so wrapped up in my feelings for Lauren, I forgot how much I detest these machines. I figured we would start with an area close by home but Samantha decided that Panama City, Florida, would be a good starting point for our search. So of course, that meant I would be on an airplane. A unsafe, unnatural form of travel invented by insane humans...Humans. Animals who are as breakable as a piece of China.

"I forgot how much you hate this," Finley chuckles from beside me, and I give him a stern sideye.

"Shut up," I order, and his laugh evolves into a loud boom that gathers attention from the other passengers.

"Don't be like that. The is supposed to be fun," Finley laughs, and I hold back a growl before rolling my eyes.

Nothing I say at this point will get him to lay off. He has found something t