“I’ll wait for you as long as you need. I’m ready to give you my heart now, but I understand why you’re not. You tell me when you’re ready. In the meantime, I’m not going to stop doing everything I can to win you.”
What was that comment Cami made about these guys loving a challenge?
Should I be concerned about that now?
The bus starts moving and I look at Travis in surprise. “Looks like you missed your ride,” I quip.
He flashes his sexy, drop-your-panties smile before he explains. “Actually, I chose to ride on this bus with you to our next stop in Oklahoma City. Katelyn is on my bus, and we’re driving straight through. That means you’re all mine for the next eight hours.”
“I’m finding my strength is being tested in multiple ways lately,” I admit with an intentionally seductive smile. It feels good to be wanted again. “You know you’re testing me right now, don’t you?”
“If you find me irresistible, you can always give in. There’s no shame in surrendering when you know what you want is waiting for you right here,” he says, extending his arms out to each side.
“You know you’re making it so hard,” I complain, quirking one eyebrow up at him.
“Funny, that’s usually my line,” he retorts.
Shaking my head and laughing, I can’t help but admit that just being around him lightens my mood. “Well, since I’m stuck with you for the next eight hours, let’s find a movie to watch.”
“I have the best stash of movies on my bus.” He smiles. “If I’d known, I’d have brought a few with me to get you in the mood.”
“I didn’t mean those kind of movies!” I laugh, throwing a pillow at him. “You’re impossible.”
“Yes, I know. I’m impossible to resist, so you should save yourself the trouble and just give in now.”
He holds his hand out to me and I willingly take it. After he helps me to stand, he pulls me in close to him and wraps his arm around my waist. “I’m going to kiss you again now because I can’t help myself.”
With that, he dips his head down and places a soft, sweet kiss on my lips. There’s no tongue, but there’s no doubt that it’s a very sensual, toe-curling kiss nonetheless. When his hands cup my face, he kisses me in the same manner again.
He’s planting the thought of what his kisses are like. He’s reminding me of how mind-numbingly hot they are. With each chaste, tender kiss, he’s melting my frozen heart and making my body sing a song only he can hear.
“We really should go watch that movie before you have your wicked way with me. I don’t trust you to have me alone in your bedroom,” he teases.
“You know, you’re right. I’m not trustworthy at all. To protect your reputation and your purity, you should really run as fast as you can. Once you look into my eyes, I’ll completely own you. So, yes, a movie right about now is your safest bet,” I counter.
“I do love our little talks, Andi.”
“So do I, Travis.” I smirk and push past him before he changes my mind with another kiss.
I hear him chuckle from behind me. Bastard knows he’s affecting me.
“I have a confession to make. I hope you won’t be mad at me,” Travis says, sincerity and worry in his voice.
Turning to look at him, I furrow my brow and tilt my head to the side. “Why would I be mad at you, Travis? What happened?”
“I came to check on you the day you were on the phone with Luke when the buses stopped. I overheard you mention something about photos that he didn’t believe you about before,” he states, but I can sense the question in his words. “Were those the pictures of you in the mental hospital?”
“Yeah, that’s right,” I state flatly. “Why do you ask?”
He sighs. “I was hoping there were some nudie pictures of you floating around on the Internet. I’ve searched, but I can’t find any.”
“You’re crazy!” I hit him playfully in the arm. “I thought you were turning all serious on me for a minute there.” I shake my head and keep walking.
We finally get settled on the couch to watch a movie together, and Travis insists on being the one to pick it out. Once the movie starts, I just about choke on my popcorn.
“Dirty Dancing? Really, Travis?”
“Don’t worry, Andi. I won’t let anyone putmycrazy baby in the corner.” He pats my leg, patronizing me and consoling me at the same time.
