The hotel room was dark, the curtains barely letting in the faint morning light.
I shifted slightly on the bed between the two bodies, careful not to wake them, but my phone buzzed, disrupting the quiet.
“Ughhh," Rae grumbled, not opening her eyes.
“Sorry,” I whispered, reaching for it. The screen glowed, and my stomach dropped.
A text from the airline: All flights cancelled due to weather. Next available flight tomorrow. Contact us for details.
“f**k,” I muttered.
Julian stirred, his voice hoarse. “What’s up?”
“Flights are canceled. I’m stuck here another day.”
Rae’s lips curved into a sleepy smirk. “Oh, no. Another day with us. Tragic.”
I laughed, shoving her gently. “Not funny.”
Julian propped himself up, his hand rubbing my thigh. “You’re not exactly complaining, Ava.”
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