For the remainder of the flight between Mexico and Stockholm Sweden, Autumn had managed to lock herself away in the far bedroom upon the jet. Ignoring Declan’s desperate attempts to speak to her to try and explain things away with Sutton, she couldn’t help but feel as if she let him within the room that they would end up beneath those sheets and her attempts to remain headstrong and independent would be in vain. However, she was forced from the bedroom as the jet was prepared to land, leading for her eyes to fall to a well dressed Declan. His laid back clothes had been changed to ones of great sophistication made up of a well tailored black suit. For a moment, she was breathless-but not as much as he had been upon seeing her stand before him. A ruby red dress accented her silhouette perfec
