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...