*Bianca*
How dare he?! Turn the boat around and haul us right on to a plane without even having time to pack our own things? I scoffed to myself as I threw my suitcase onto my bed. The nerve of that man sometimes, I swear!
I unzipped my suitcase with fury and began grabbing fistfuls of clothes out.
I mean, all this urgency for a real estate job? Leo didn’t seem like he was lying, but still. None of it made sense.
Why wouldn’t we have time to go back to pack up our things? And how does he have so many people on speed dial to do his bidding? He just happened to know someone who would be willing to go to his penthouse and pack our clothes? It all seems like too much for a man in real estate.
Unless, he had to get back to LA quickly because there was someone else who needed him. Maybe he had a real girlfriend living somewhere around here and I was just something on the side for him to play with.
