Then another SUV pulled onto the tarmac.
A few people climbed out. Nobody was smiling.
Nobody was talking.
Fuck.
Something happened.
Something bad.
“There,” Ezra pointed.
I turned.
The plane was coming in.
Cloe grabbed my hand.
I let her.
The plane taxied toward us, and I swear it took the damn thing an hour to finally stop.
My eyes stayed glued to that door.
Open the f**k up.
Come on.
I just needed to see her.
The door finally opened.
People started coming down.
One.
Two.
Then Morgan.
Tootsie came behind his ass.
Neither one looked right.
No smart-ass grin from Tootsie.
No bullshit coming out of Morgan's mouth.
Then I saw her.
Ava.
Air finally hit my lungs.
“Thank fuck.”
Cloe broke beside me.
“BIG SIS!”
Ava's head snapped up.
For half a second, something ca
