Kit's [POV]
"What do you mean you don't want me to go with you?"
Mateo's eyes narrow as he reaches for my arm. I pull it away and continue packing. We were supposed to fly to California today to visit my cousin and her boyfriend.
"Kit," he says, grabbing my shoulder. "We've been planning this trip since Noelle and Nash left. Remember? We said until she graduates, they'd visit us in Spain during spring break and we'd go to Blitzen Bay for a week in the summer."
Noelle's in law school in L.A. Nash lives about an hour from her in Blitzen Bay an adorable little town in California's San Bernardino mountains.
"I remember what we said when we were on the beach in Marbella drinking way too many frozen sangrias," I say, pausing to take a deep breath, "but things have changed since then."
"What things?" He takes a step back. "Nothing's changed."
