Chapter 169

She loves me. She fucking loves me. And she wishes I were there. And … Shit, should I just go? What’s the point in having a private plane if not to do crap like this? If I left now, I could be in Charleston by three. In her bed by half past … I’m still turning it over in my mind when Mason nudges me so hard I almost drop my phone. “Bro,” he whispers, nodding toward the balcony. “Look.” I’m annoyed at being dragged out of my fantasy of being in Amber’s bed, but I follow his gaze. Drake and Amelia are out there alone. “So?” I ask. Maddox sidles over, drinking orange juice out of a cut-crystal champagne flute, and grins at me. “Drake’s been shifty all day. I think this is it.” I realize how wrapped up in my own drama I’ve been. I worked late, catching up on the Kim deal, and by the time I arrived, the party was in full swing. I chatted with my brothers, caught up with Ashley and Tyler, and checked in with my dad—but if I’m honest, none of them had the whole of my attention. I’ve been wa