Chapter 8

“This plane gonna be able to fly?”

“No. It’s going to sit in the hangar and never see the light of day. Of courseit’s going to fly. The Cessna is a great plane and it just needs a little work. I’ve already got plans to take Raf on a trip this summer.”

Lucas chuckled. “Eloping?”

Dustin gaped at him as he glanced to make sure Raf hadn’t heard. “What?”

His friend rolled his eyes. “Seriously? You guys are practically married. You’re joined at the hip.”

“We’re…we’re best friends.” His eyebrows raised as he stared at Caleb.

“You keep telling yourself that’s all you two are, Dustin.” He laughed and raised his glass. “To the new pilot.”

Dustin raised his and they clinked glasses, but he couldn’t stop considering what Lucas had said. Why did the words send a thrill through him? He chugged his beer, then reached for the pitcher, pouring another and quickly downing it. When he started on another, he felt a hand on his shoulder and turned to see Raf.