Pregnant with the Bad Boy - Second Book

Chapter 35

“Okay, so why are Beau and I the only tenants in this place?” Travis had made me put clothes into the washer. I was watching him work on something waiting for it to be done, and sitting on an older wooden chair with my legs crossed, finally getting out of the hospital outfit and having a nice dress that wasn’t so tight around my stomach that to my horror, looked… awful… I didn’t look like I was before I got knocked up.

“I can’t really rent out anything that isn’t done, can I?” Travis was smirking when he was turning around, a tool in his hand on what was the boiler when I was staring at his arms flex; yummy.

“You rented to me?” I was smiling when he looked like he knew I would say that and laughed the slightest, still staring at the boiler before him.

“Yeah, it wasn’t like I was going to say no when a pretty girl with cash in a plastic bag comes along and has a family with power in this town; I’m not crazy…” he snorted when I frowned; that sounded so weird. My family was not some hotshots; people around here thought I was crazy and a homewrecker, believing the rumors being spread around.

“I am.” I said it seriously underneath the laughter in my voice; why hide it? He knew that it was just how I was since I had a meltdown and ran down the field.

Travis stopped what he was doing, he looked so good, and I already forgot the part about no s*x when he was standing there and just looking so real; I mean, he wasn’t the biggest guy or anything like that, but I like that he wasn’t playing games, or at least not in a way that was hurtful to me.

“You are not crazy, it's just people around here are just the same as my hometown, and we can’t change that, no matter how much you want to...” he gave me a weird smile when I was biting my lip again, but this time I was being nervous. Oh, dear god! Please don’t tell me he had killed five women and was on the run from the police, and that’s why he didn’t want to tell me!

“Where is that? your hometown?” I wanted to know more; he owed me that, letting him hold me and kiss me when I didn’t need to start anything new; I really didn’t, and still, Travis made me feel… something…

“Paris.” I almost fell off the chair, jerking back from his answer when he gave me a look that I was acting strange, but he said Paris, didn’t he?! I was still trying to make sense of that when I sighed and looked at myself again, trying not to lose whatever he was doing at the same time.

“Paris, Arkansas. You know... coal mining and all that s**t…” he said, smiling when I exhaled, knowing that I was acting weird again, but he had no idea how strange it was to hear him say that to me!

“Oh, thank god!” I started to laugh from nowhere when he gave me a smile back, wanting to know, but he didn’t ask me; I liked that part too; Travis didn’t push, not about this, forcing me to do laundry? Yes. Making me spill my guts out? Nope.

“Yeah, sure, thank god for that…” he chuckled when I was still laughing, feeling like everything was just great, even if it was just watching Travis curse over the boiler and having my baby asleep in the bedroom with the baby monitor left on that I was clutching in my hand, ready to go at any second from the slightest noise.

“s**t! You might have to get back to your mom’s house anyway; this isn’t working….” I lost the laughter when Travis looked like he had given up on whatever he was trying when I shook my head; no! No, there was no way I was going to go back and let her take over my life, Beau’s! Never!

“Can’t you just buy a new one?” I was still sitting down and watching him when he scowled, thinking I was stupid again, and I just tilted my head; what? Didn’t he have plans to restore this house? He should have some money for that?

“No, I can’t do that; I didn’t plan for the boiler to break down and… well, I just can’t….” I just stared at him for a few seconds looking like he really hated what had just happened, and I wanted to help him, and I didn’t even know why.

“I’ll buy one, okay?” I said it back happier when Travis was raising his head slowly and giving me a look that I really was crazy now, to my beaming smile; yeah, that was right, I would rather buy one instead of moving back to my mom.

“No. You don’t buy boilers to guys you barely know; that is not how real-life works, Jen… what if I’m just using you?” he sighed, putting down the tool when I was smiling more; so what? I wanted to do it.

“Are you? Using me, I mean?” I said it seriously when he looked up, still not understanding that I wasn’t kidding around; there was no way I wanted to move back, and if a boiler was the price, so be it!

“I don’t know, am I?” He wasn’t kidding either when I sighed and got up; he was happy to help out with Beau and kissing me, sleeping in the same bed, but he was too proud to take on help, was that it?

“Travis, just tell me the price, and we can get one...” I stood before him when he looked up and still did not believe me, wanting to leave so that we could get hot water back again; that was a big priority for me and my baby.

“It’s probably all you got. Are you sure about this?” He stood up and looked sincerely into my eyes when I smiled back; he had no idea how much I had, more than a boiler, or at least so that I didn’t need to worry about being kicked out because of stupid utility.

“Yes, and when I do that, I’m no longer paying rent anymore…” I came closer, smirking when he smirked back, happy that I wanted something in return; he had no idea what I wanted, him, all over me... I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled closer, wanting to kiss those lips again that were so damn soft I could feel them still on mine.

“I guess that is fair… but you sure are giving me a lot of trust right now...” he was whispering the last part when I moaned back from the heat of his breath on my face, wanting him to kiss me so bad my body was hurting from the coldness that was burning away slowly by the serious guy with hazel in his eyes.

“I do trust you, Travis. Is that bad?” I whispered it back, feeling his arms hold me closer, leaning my head up more for him to get what I wanted if that wasn’t obvious.

“No… no, you can trust me….” I smiled hearing that, opening my eyes again, seeing his warmth that was making me feel something, and it was so good to trust someone again; it just was.

“Good, now… let's go get that thing; I need to change on Beau before we leave….” I kissed him because I wanted to when he kissed back to my smile and laughter when we parted; seeing him stare at me with the same wild eyes, I knew that I had to look back one more time at him standing by the broken-down boiler; we had something…