Camden
Tate is looking out the window, her face lit up and eyes bright. She looks like a little kid on her first airplane and I can't take my eyes off of her. Kaley really went all out getting me these tickets.
I don't know how she got a private jet, and I'm not sure I want to.
I know I can't afford it. I'm broke. I made sure to spend damn near every dime I had trying to bury myself and hinder my celebrity profile as much as I could.
"Are you going to tell me where we're going?" Snapping from my thoughts I mask a smile.
"Seeing that you got your first fight booked, I want you to see what it's like in the ring up close," I explain.
"You're taking me to a cage fight!" Her face stoic, I can't help but chuckle.
"Yes, I pulled a few strings and got us tickets."
She grabs my hand, and squeezes it tenderly. My brows furrow as I look down at our hands interlocked. The soft gesture hitting me in the chest and bringing every single feeling I ever had for Tate to the surface.