Chapter Nineteen
Travis paced the kitchen like a caged lion, alternately checking on the burgers he was prepping for dinner and on Elaine, who sat at the table with her back to him. How many times in the past month had he wanted to quit their stupid charade and kiss her? She belonged with him. They just fit. He couldn’t explain it any other way. The house felt like a home with her here at the table and Dax running around in the yard. He no longer felt uncomfortable with the way the front door stood open, so they could keep an eye on Dax. The election would be over in three weeks’ time. Then what? He couldn’t go back to the way things were. Wouldn’t.
“What do you think of this ad?” Elaine called from the table.
Travis stopped behind her and braced an arm on the table beside her. Heat lic
