disappears.”
Ethan Vance, Sienna’s boyfriend, pushed through the crowd, looking exhausted in a wrinkled shirt. “Clara, come on. My head is pounding from the engine noise. Can’t you just call the front desk and move us back to the balcony suites? You’ve got the penthouse. You’re living like royalty while we’re stuck on bunks!”
“Bunks?” I let out a quiet,continue reading …
