Travis Kelce is already on his way back to the US after a whirlwind trip in Sydney to see girlfriend Taylor Swift.
Page Six can confirm the tight end is aboard a private jet on his way to Las Vegas to meet up with Patrick Mahomes and the rest of the Kansas City Chiefs.
Sources told TMZ, who first reported the news, that the latest Vegas outing isn’t for anything particular but the team is still celebrating their Super Bowl win earlier this month.
At the first concert in Sydney on Friday, the NFL star walked into the stadium in good spirits, high-fiving Swifties who were overjoyed by his presence.
His wrist filled with friendship bracelets — a clear homage to the “Lover” songstress — was on display at the time.
Kelce then relaxed at the VIP tent with fellow celebs, including Rita Ora, who asked the football player for a quick photo-op, and Swift’s former frenemy Katy Perry.
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