•T H I R T Y - N I N E•

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ADIE'S POV
"Isn't it bad luck to see each other before your wedding?" I asked Trevor as I sat in my seat across from him.

Trevor is flying us to Vegas on a private flight. I'm not complaining, especially since the cabin is private.

"Good thing we're not getting married until tomorrow." Trevor raised his eyebrows at me.

"Don't we need a witness or something?" I asked him. "Someone who will keep their lips sealed."

"Yeah Jimmy's coming." He grinned evilly at me.

"Oh good." I breathed. "Honestly he's the only one I would trust. Unless Mason was wasted then he'd forget."

"True." Trevor grinned, leaning back in his seat as the plane taxied for takeoff.

I took a picture of him and posted it to my story, chuckling at him.

"Rude

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"Rude." Trevor smiled, looking at his phone. "You love my zip ups."

"I know." I smiled, cuddling under the comforter that was on the plane.

I heard giggling then my phone buzzed, so I pulled up Instagram and saw I was tagged in a story. Trevor.

I smiled then pulled my head out from under the blanket

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I smiled then pulled my head out from under the blanket.

"Sorry AJ didn't mean to wake you up." Trevor said reaching across to me.

"I was up." I smiled at him, holding his hand.

"Oh good, tiktok was getting a little boring. And you never cease to entertain me." He smiled, pulling me out of my chair.

"We have a few hours to kill no?" I asked, snuggling into his chest.

"That we do Mrs. Zegras." He smirked.

"Just a few more hours." I sighed, burying my face in his shoulder.

"I'm so excited." Trevor said.

"Can we go ring shopping once we get there?" I asked him. "Nothing fancy since we're keeping in quiet but I'd still like to wear one on my right hand maybe."

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