Travis took careful note of the address Jillyanna had left behind and exited the hotel. Heading straight back to his estate, he intended to dive into his corporate responsibilities while quietly parsing through her background.
Back at the villa, Hawk caught the familiar, low purr of Travis's sports car engine cutting out in the driveway. Moments later, he watched the boss stride through the front doors, a faint, uncharacteristic smile playing on his lips. It was clear as day that Travis had thoroughly enjoyed his night.
