Adrian’s POV

Panic thundered in my chest as the events of the last several hours flickered through my head.

“It's bad enough that the earliest available flight was a red eye, but now, out of nowhere, you're telling me the flight’s delayed?” I gritted out in irritation.

I knew it wasn't Mason's fault, but I had no other way of voicing how frustrated I felt with this entire fucked-up evening.

“What time is the press conference?” I asked Mason ...