Chapter 167: Angus Meets Anna

After Angus settled his six-foot-five-inch frame into his first-class leather seat at the gate at LAX, he ordered a soda and lime from the cabin’s efficient flight attendant. Slouching slightly in his window seat, he lowered the green lenses of his Raybans over his eyes. He scrolled through his phone, more to avoid the curious looks of the other passengers as they boarded than to actually check on anything important.

His notifications showed several text messages from Alanna, which he promptly ignored. What she wanted at this point, he couldn’t possibly imagine. He’d thought they’d said all there was to say in his kitchen that morning.

He tossed back the rest of his drink and sighed, grateful he had Douglas and the rest of his security team in place to handle whatever reticence she might still have when it came to moving out of his house. Lately, she and the house had become a tremendous weight on his shoulders.