Raelynn's POV

In no time, I sit aboard a plane bound for New York, accompanied by Ruhan and Warrick. Despite my protests and attempts to convince them otherwise, neither had been willing to hear of me managing alone.

“You’re not ending up in some shabby motel or working at a greasy diner while sleazy strangers leer at you,” they declared firmly. “Not while we’ve got a spare room gathering dust and a friend who needs it.”

The suggestion of ...