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“Go away.” She orders, and I toggle my head like I’m considering her words before ignoring them completely.
“You locked me out last night.”
“You were being a dick.” She shakes her head as if to correct herself. “Sorry, I meant to say, youarea dick.” Those green eyes of hers, the ones that know more than me, finally look back into mine.
“You know, I think you’re pretty insufferable yourself, Esperanza.”
“Funny, I don’t remember asking your opinion of me.”
“Funny how you think I care.” I mock back with a grin, and she scoffs, rolling her eyes with disgust.
“Please, just go.” She whispers, less bothered and more like I’ve really upset her. For some reason, that feels shitty.
“I like the view here.” I push, despite reading the room–or jet, rather–all too clearly.
“I don’t. So, you know what? I’ll move.” She grabs her bag, intent on getting up. And she does. Stands right when I decide to, and now we’re an inch from each other. What’s odd is that her disdain for me, and mine for her, doesn’t repel us like magnets. We’re actually frozen, breathing in a rhythm that suggests something odd about our hate for one another.
I lean in, not away, pulled towards her by something neither of us understand. I can tell by the look in her eyes that she’s confused and just as she raises a hand to no doubt smack me away, we hit turbulence. It throws me off-balance, and before I can process it, she’s toppled over, knocking us both down to my seat.
I cough a laugh as she shoves herself off me, throwing a weak punch to my chest, face beat red.
“That wasn’t my fault!” I toss hands in the air at her as she stomps off to the bathroom. Watching her walk away all pissed is irritatingly hot. Like fuck me. Can’t I just fucking live without being attracted to the likes of someone so ill-fit for me?
The pilot informs us to fasten our seatbelts just as she closes the bathroom door, and I want to go after her for some fucked up reason. Guess I need round two in the ring with her or some shit. It’s probably my severe depletion of nicotine, spurring me to the point of insanity. To the point of caring whether Espie gets thrown around on the toilet or not.
Nah. Fuck her. She’s a bitch most days, and this day is no exception. If she wants to bounce around in the bathroom until we arrive, that’s her fucking choice. I buckle my seatbelt and force myself to fall asleep so that the nightmare of withdrawal dampens at least a little until we arrive.
* * *
The hushed voicesof Olive and Espie going back and forth wake me up after we land. But I don’t open my eyes as I listen.
“What the fuck is he sitting here for?”
“I tried to shoo him away.”
“Oh? Clearly, you didn’t try hard enough.”
“Watch it. It’s not my fault he can’t take no for an answer.”
“You better hope you don’t get yourself in a situation with him, or numbskull might just ignore all of your no’s until—”
“Numbskull can hear you.” I interrupt with a raspy voice and a crooked grin, squinting my eyes open to see Olive looking at me like I’m already a dead man for existing in her presence.
“I don’t think we’ve properly met.” She narrows her eyes at me. “Olive.” She sticks her hand out, and I reach for it.
“Numbskull.” I shake her hand and she pulls hers away. “But you can call me Adrik.”
“You’re not funny.” She looks out the window as we pull up to another part of the runway, closer to our private airport.
“Dammit. I’m really gonna take that to heart.” I sarcastically warn her, glancing over at Espie, who looks away from me quickly, cheeks slightly pink because she knows I’ve caught her staring.
“Alright, everybody off.” One of their guys announces as a group of them head to the luggage, pulling it out of the closet and down the center of the jet.
Olive glances over at Espie and whispers something.
“Shit.” Espie whispers back.
“What?” I ask and they both stab me with their eyes. “What?” I repeat, more exaggerated.
