Of all the pies, pumpkin pie was her least favorite. And Brady was correct, this version was very not good.
CHAPTER 16
RACHEL
“Where’s he going?” Rachel asked as she peeked out the side of the curtain by the front door.
Dane was climbing into one of the black SUVs in the driveway.
She’d finally wrapped up her call and went in search of some lunch. And Travis. Lunch and Travis. Possibly lunch with Travis.
What she’d found was Travis finishing up his first conference call and Dane heading out to whereabouts unknown.
“Don’t know.” Travis came behind her, his chest brushing against her back as he pulled the curtain a little farther. “But he’s Dane, so wherever he’s going, it’ll probably be fun.”
The light way he said that held a tone of wistful. “Meetings weren’t so fun?” she asked.
“They were work.” He shifted behind her, his chest still right there.
Rachel let her body lean in to his, just a little. “And Dane is now the fun sibling?”
The sibling in question pulled around the half circle drive in front of the house and onto the road. He headed in the direction of the town.
“Gavin is the serious one. I guess Dane gets to be the fun one.” Travis’s warm breath brushed against her neck. “And I’m the other one.”
“Oh, come on, you’ll get a new designation.” she said. “Just because you decided to go to a couple of meetings doesn’t mean you can’t still be fun.”
He seemed to lose himself in thought.
Oh. Huh. That idea gave her a stomachache. “Did you go to the meetings because of me?”
“No.” He placed his hands on her shoulders. “It’s been a while coming. I need to step up.”
“Then what are you doing with me?” Because she genuinely wanted to know. They as a them didn’t make much sense, so this was an answer she was searching to uncover.
“I’m taking”—he turned her, so they were face-to-face—“what I want.”
The woman he shouldn’t want.
That was fine. It wasn’t like she should want him, either.
They could just be rebels together.
The air between them crackled. She lifted on her toes but didn’t have to move far because his mouth met hers in a gentle sweep of lips and tongue.
The other kisses had been frantic, exploring, and fire.
This one was simpler, but even without the frenzy of the night before, her blood heated all the same.
Her phone rang in her pocket, totally ruining the moment. She extracted it, praying that it wasn’t a client who needed her.
Kaiya.
“Do you want to get that?” Travis asked, pressing a light kiss against the side of her mouth.
She shook her head. “I don’t want to talk about skin cream right now.”
“I have no idea what that means.” His eyebrows furrowed, just a little.
