Chapter 31 Avery & Drake

• AVERY
• “This is better than coach, right?” Davina asks, taking a sip from the champagne glass offered upon our arrival. The second Drake’s offer left his mouth, she was on a one track mind, and I didn’t have the energy to argue against it.
• “Mhmm.” I mumble, pretending to care about the plane taking me far away from here. Nerves rattle my insides, my back settling into the leather seats of Drake’s G5, the white interior clean and decadent. I snuggle into the soft material of my sweats, hoping it hides me from the rest of the world.