Too Pretty to Be Your Backup novel Chapter 13

Anyone who really knew Travis could tell he was pissed. This was the warning before the storm hit.

The car pulled up to the airport.

Amanda figured out what was going on. Travis was planning to take her back to London, no doubt about it. And when he made up his mind, there was no changing it. She gave up fighting—what was the point? She’d already had time to think it all through during the ride over.

Of course Travis found her so quickly. Hill International’s data was everywhere. As long as she existed in a world full of cameras and ID checks, Travis could track her every move. She’d been reckless, never imagining he’d come after her. She thought that meeting at Hayfield would be his limit, but he’d actually followed her all the way to Springfield.

She couldn’t figure him out anymore. What was Travis even thinking? Did he still have feelings for her? Did he regret what happened between them? No way. She was just a blip in his life, nothing important.

She only had one explanation: Travis was having some weird moment—a total meltdown.

He’d chartered a private jet, grabbed her hand, and all but dragged her on board.

The plane was ridiculously fancy, with two flight attendants at their beck and call, but Amanda didn’t care. She went straight for the bed and stretched out. Seven years of giving too much had left her drained. She wasn’t wasting another ounce of energy. If she couldn’t change anything, she’d just go back to London with him. As far as she was concerned, it was over between them. Really over.

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