Ivy POV
“You know I hate flying overseas,” James complained for the tenth time since I told him where Hale was. I found his complaining cute because he looked very distressed about what was going on. He did not like flying. That was obvious.
Damian groaned again as he let out a sigh. He was controlling his temper, and it was taking everything he had to do so. “Once again, you flew to Mexico, James. Why is Japan such a big issue?”
“I took sedatives before flying to Mexico. Unless you have some hiding within your clothing,” he sneered, “...or on this plane, you’re just going to have to deal with my complaining.”
As much as James tried to be okay with what we were doing, I could tell flying was really bothering him. Looking across from me I watched as his face paled looking out the window. Leaning forward I rubbed soothing circles over the back of his hand.
“It’s okay.” I tried to reassure him, as my eyes glanced at Damian urging him to do something.
