TRAVIS HELD HIS BREATH, waiting for Bliss' answer. Sweat dampened his palms, along his hairline and down his spine.
"This?" she asked.
"Us."
She spread her hand out against his chest, over his heart, but didn't speak.
"You said I'd broken your trust." He ran a finger through her silky hair. He'd never touched anything so soft or sleek before.
"You did, but you came back. I shouldn't have put you on the spot like that. That was unfair. I mean, everything you've told me about yourself..."
"That I'm a f**k up?"
"No." This time she slapped his thigh. "You're being difficult."
He caught her hand and brought it to his lips. She made him smile. He liked himself when he was around her.
"I know what I am. I know what my strengths and weaknesses are. I'm not a good man, Bliss. A good man wo
