The winding road to Lake Serenity cut through dense pine forest, sunlight filtering through branches in scattered patterns across the windshield. André sat in the back of Derek's SUV, wedged between Liam and a pile of duffel bags. In the front passenger seat, Maya controlled the music, occasionally turning to plant kisses on Derek's cheek as he drove.
"Eyes on the road, quarterback," Gia teased from behind Maya, sharing the middle row with Tasha. "We'd like to reach the cabin in one piece."
Derek grinned, adjusting his grip on the steering wheel. "Relax, I've driven this route a dozen times."
André stared out the window, questioning his decision to come along. The text notifications from Ken had been constant throughout the day—territory questions, supply chain issues, recruitment possibilities. André had finally silenced his phone an hour into the drive, earning a curious look from Gia.
