“Where all are you going?” Noelle asked me. “Matthew and I leave for Sweden tomorrow.” “Paris, Amsterdam, Germany, Switzerland, and a few days on the French Riviera.” Hunter answered for us, and then kissed my forehead, and everyone froze. “We’re going together.” He squeezed my hand. I looked up at him, and then at Angelina, who didn’t look as shocked as I thought she would. “Surprise?” I said, giving a sheepish grin. Oh, I was in deep shit.
