![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Nerves started to jangle in Georgie’s belly as they parked the car and headed for the check-in. Tents were set up, advertisements splashed across their canvas tops. They bumped down the road for a few minutes, bright orange sign markers guiding their way, before finally reaching the clearing. “Fingers crossed,” Bethany muttered, taking a turn off the avenue and bringing them onto an uneven road, trees hanging low on either side. “Well, maybe you’ll get lucky and he’ll keel over. ![]() “Shut up.” Georgie gave in to her first laugh of the day. “Do you think Kristin would miss a chance to give him a heart attack? She’s doing the Tough Mudder with us.” Is Stephen coming today?”īethany snorted. “So they admitted this to you? Seems like that kind of treatment is illegal.” Georgie smacked the visor back into place. “You took that one step too far,” Georgie murmured, securing the hair on top of her head. If you weren’t my sister, I’d probably date you.” “I can’t even get an appointment!” Bethany floored it through the intersection. “You made an offer on a property in town, but they wouldn’t sell, because Stephen warned them not to?” “Wait, hold on.” Georgie lowered the sun visor and flipped open the mirror, so she could tie her hair into an even ponytail. In the light of day, it was possible Travis realized he’d jumped the gun and made a mistake. Had he changed his mind about them? Maybe those declarations he’d made in the limousine were simply made in the heat of the moment. Only she couldn’t shake the intuition something was wrong. ![]()
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