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  1. PREFACE
  2. Full Page Image
  3. ONE
  4. TWO
  5. One week ago
  6. THREE
  7. Present day
  8. FOUR
  9. FIVE
  10. SIX
  11. SEVEN
  12. EIGHT
  13. NINE
  14. TEN
  15. ELEVEN
  16. TWELVE
  17. THIRTEEN
  18. FOURTEEN
  19. FIFTEEN
  20. SIXTEEN
  21. SEVENTEEN
  22. EIGHTEEN
  23. NINETEEN
  24. TWENTY
  25. TWENTY-ONE
  26. TWENTY-TWO
  27. TWENTY-THREE
  28. TWENTY-FOUR
  29. TWENTY-FIVE
  30. TWENTY-SIX
  31. TWENTY-SEVEN
  32. TWENTY-EIGHT
  33. TWENTY-NINE
  34. THIRTY
  35. THIRTY-ONE
  36. THIRTY-TWO
  37. THIRTY-THREE
  38. THIRTY-FOUR
  39. THIRTY-FIVE
  40. THIRTY-SIX
  41. THIRTY-SEVEN
  42. THIRTY-EIGHT
  43. THIRTY-NINE
  44. FORTY
  45. FORTY-ONE
  46. FORTY-TWO
  47. FORTY-THREE
  48. FORTY-FOUR
  49. FORTY-FIVE
  50. FORTY-SIX
  51. FORTY-SEVEN
  52. FORTY-EIGHT
  53. FORTY-NINE
  54. FIFTY
  55. FIFTY-ONE
  56. FIFTY-TWO
  57. FIFTY-THREE
  58. FIFTY-FOUR
  59. FIFTY-FIVE
  60. FIFTY-SIX
  61. FIFTY-SEVEN
  62. FIFTY-EIGHT
  63. FIFTY-NINE
  64. SIXTY
  65. SIXTY-ONE
  66. SIXTY-TWO

"I-I-I'm sorry, man," Matthew stammers, quickly averting his glance and making himself small in his seat. "I didn't know she was with you."

"She is. With me." Ze nods, giving him one more harsh stare before turning away.

TWENTY-ONE

"What's wrong with you?" I pinch his arm, leaning in to whisper. "He was just making small talk."

"I hate small talk," he replies, baring his teeth.

"Well, it's something we humans do, so you'll have to get used to it."

He purses his lips as he gives me a strange look.

"I hate humans," he mutters under his breath.

"Wow, thank you." I roll my eyes. "You're just so full of compliments today, Ze." I shake my head at him as I lean back into my seat, crossing my arms over my chest and deciding to ignore him. Yet it seems that I'm not able to, especially as he continues to quietly seethe, his muscles tense and bulging even through his loose clothing. His chest vibrates with low, guttural sounds that once more attract attention to us.

"Excuse m-me?" Matthew raises his hand to signal a passing flight attendant. She stops by his side with a smile, and he beckons her closer so he can whisper something in her ear. It's soon clear what he must have said to her because she gives Ze a once-over before she nods to Matthew.

"There is another seat available in the back. Please follow me."

Matthew doesn't even look at Ze or me as he quickly gets his luggage out and scurries away to the back.

"What was that about?" Thea asks from behind.

"You should ask Ze," I reply dryly.

He doesn't say anything, but his lips curl around the corners.

The boarding is soon over, and we're instructed to put on our seat belts and prepare for takeoff. The plane taxis on the runway, gaining speed before it inclines for takeoff.

Ze's eyes widen, his hands fisting the material of his pants.

"Are you okay?" I ask softly.

"Fine," he gives me a curt reply, his gaze forward.

I watch him from the corner of my eye for a few moments, noting the tension in his body continues climbing instead of diminishing.

It's his first time flying. I can imagine how jarring the experience would be for him. I remember my first time on a plane. It had been after the fire at the hacienda, and Nikki and I had moved to Texas. I'd been petrified the entire flight, but having him there, holding my hand throughout the entire journey, had helped immensely.

Tentatively, I reach out, placing my hand on top of his.