Chapter Thirty-Three
Travis sat down, draping an arm around his wife. Elaine snuggled into him and covered a yawn. “Tired?”
She smiled, eyes aglow. “We can sleep in tomorrow.”
Kissing her head, he glanced around the table filled with the last of their friends. At the far end of the table, Colton sat playing tic-tac-toe with Dax. They locked eyes over the boy’s head. He was a man now. Filled out and broad. It shouldn’t shake him, but it did. The last time they’d seen each other, Colton had been four inches shorter and half a man slimmer. There was a hard edge to him now, too. To the uneducated eye, he looked relaxed next to Dax. But Travis could sense the tension in him, coiled and ready to spring. He’d own his share in that, as soon as they could manage a little one-on-one. They’d hardl
