"I am leaving for New York," I muttered into my phone as we pulled into the tarmac. The jet was waiting and at standby. I clambered out and Ralph, the pilot bowed at me. I gave him a smile and then climbed inside, followed by Joaquin and Laura. I don't go anywhere without the two. Laura was needed for the tiny details and Joaquin for the bigger more complicated ones.
"How long will you be gone?" Enrique demanded.
"About a week. Why?" I inquired, buckling my seatbelt.
"Ci's birthday's coming, don't you remember?" He grumbled and I rolled my eyes at him. What do they think has happened to me? Why in heaven's name would I not remember my best friend's birthday?
"Why the hell would I not remember?" I grimaced and I could sense him shrugging.
"Just saying," He said breezily. "But we h
