Parker

Elara:

“That’s Sultry Zade.” Rocco shoots me a knowing wink. “I’ll message you when I land and depart. The guys are not far from here if you need anything. Okay, E. One more hug.”

He pulls me into his chest, swaying us gently from side to side. He grabs his plain black carry-on in one hand and swings a flamboyant, sparkly unicorn backpack over his shoulder as another impatient horn blast sounds