“Ah, and you must be Travis….” I hated that my cheeks were burning to see Clark looking smug, like he knew the second Travis had appeared that it was him mom had been talking about.
“Yeah, that’s me….” Travis hadn’t moved, and I felt my heart racing, seeing the stern scowl on his handsome face; just how much had he heard anyway??
“Welcome, please sit down…” Clark was gesturing to the seat next to mine where Mom had been sitting before leaving me in the dust to fend for myself at something that was her idea.
To my surprise, Travis did take the seat, and Beau made happy sounds seeing the guy beside me before yawning. I was tired, too, but not like my baby, just sick of life constantly biting me when I thought I was catching a break.
I didn’t say a word, not a damn word when Travis was st
