Chapter 208

Such pride and independence. Here she was, all ready to whip out her five-thousand-dollar-limit credit card.

“Are you always this proud, or is it because it's me and you don’t want to accept handouts from me?”

She clenched her jaw as a blush flooded her cheeks. “I don’t accept handouts from anyone.”

But she’d waited a little too long to say it. So while that might be true in general, he could tell she was being particularly vigilant when it came to him. Fair enough. Things weren't the same between them anymore, and he understood that feeling like the object of pity wouldn't help matters.

“If it makes you feel better, you can handle your own incidentals once we get there. But you can’t pay for your own plane fare. We’re taking a private jet.”

She stared at him blankly as his words sank in. “A private jet?” she finally repeated. “You rented a jet for this?”

As she asked the question, the limo pulled off the tollway and turned.

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