(Sebastian)
By the time we reached the airport, Zara had called Mia twice. The second call lasted longer because Mia wanted to know everything about Hale. Zara gave her the business version and promised the rest later. I stayed beside her and pretended I couldn't hear Mia shouting through the phone.
Zara ended the call and looked at me. "She thinks I should celebrate again when we get home." She put her phone into her bag. "Apparently Boston doesn't count because she wasn't here."
"Your sister has interesting rules." I took her bag before she could protest. "Does this second celebration involve me?" Zara looked at me as we headed toward security.
"That depends on how well you behave." She reached for my hand. "She's still deciding whether she likes you." I knew that wasn't entirely tru
