"Travis, I need your help."
"What can I do for you." He smirked as he allowed his eyes to roam her clothing that was fitting nicely on her, allowing him to see her curves.
"Not what your thinking, you nasty bastard." Gina said as her Latina accent came out.
Travis bit his lip. That accent. "You sure. I'm always free."
Gina crossed her arms over her chest which caused her breast to push up and showed a little cleavage. "You wouldn't be able to handle this."
"You want to try me?" He smirked wickedly.
Gina rolled her eyes and got down to business. "I'm looking for the HEAT Coach. I need to ask him some questions."
"For?"
Gina blew out a breath of irritation. "Nothing that involves you. Can you help or not?"
Travis smirked. The feisty Latina was gorgeous. He couldn't help but have ano
