Too Pretty to Be Your Backup novel Chapter 91

Amanda gave him a weird look but answered anyway.

“Chad and his guys already had their knives out. They said they’d rape me before killing me. What do you think would’ve happened if I let them catch me? Jumping down gave me at least some shot at surviving.”

Honestly, her logic was simple. She was going to die either way, but she just couldn’t stand the thought of being tortured and humiliated first. Jumping off that cliff seemed like the cleaner way out.

And deep down, she actually believed she’d make it. The chase had dragged on so long, and by the time she made it to the top, it had to be way past midnight. That’s when her jinx was supposed to kick in. As she jumped, she’d just muttered to herself, hoping some freaky twist of fate would let her live.

Even if she hated to admit it, Travis was that twist of fate.

Travis listened, his eyes going darker, more intense.

“Why didn’t you try to stall a little longer? You could have trusted me,” he said.

Whatever little appetite Amanda had was gone. She shoved her tray aside, crossed her arms, and stared at him with a kind of lazy challenge.

“Travis, do you even hear yourself? Why should I trust someone who’s willing to risk my life? You put me in danger and now you expect blind trust? Seriously? I’m pretty sure I already told you—your trust score with me is zero.”

Her voice dripped with impatience.

“All the special treatment, all the attention, it’s always about Leila. Never me. So why should I gamble on you? You’re just not worth that kind of risk.”

Travis' eyes flashed with anger. He narrowed them, his voice suddenly quiet and rough. “Am I really that untrustworthy to you?”

Amanda actually chuckled, exasperated.

She met his eyes head-on. “Let me ask you something, Travis.”

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