Page 17 of One Night With You

Aria:

It looks like we’re going to be turned around soon. Are you guys up there?

Kane:

No we’re still at home, Phoebe’s on a call.

Daisy:

We’re just now heading up the highway, it took a while to get Nora to settle down.

Hugh:

Does that mean we need to turn around?

Crew:

They’re waving us around, so I need to get off the phone.

Aria:

Is anybody up there yet?

I looked at Kingston, an odd sensation settling my stomach, as he sighed and began to type.

Kingston:

Claire and I are up here. We’ve got enough food and alcohol to last the night, hopefully we can head back down in the morning. But it looks like we’re stranded up here.

My phone buzzed, but this time it wasn’t the group chat, and Kingston raised a brow, but instead went back to look at the group chat that was now buzzing along with more messages. People saying they were sorry, and figuring out when they were going to plan something else. Others making sure that we were safe and had enough supplies in case the storm got bad.

But I looked down at the text that was solely for me.

Phoebe:

Are you going to be okay alone with him?

Had she known? All this time, had my best friend known?

What an idiotic question.

Of course Phoebe knew.

Me:

We’ll be fine. We have provisions. And separate bedrooms.

I tacked that one on, grateful Kingston couldn’t see me typing.

Phoebe:

Well, you know what they say, you may have more than one bed, but you might get cold at night.

Me:

I have blankets. I’ll be warm enough.

Phoebe:

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