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"Do you want to kill me? What was that about lining up guys for both of you?"

She flashed me a grin. "I was just testing out the theory.”

“Mind sharing it with me?”

“I made a bet with the brothers and Kimberly. We're not sure if you're going to get past this weekend without breaking your promise.”

“When did you even do that? I only told you that Bonnie is spending the weekend here before you came over.”

“I had plenty of time,” Reese said proudly.

"Who bet what?" I was curious.

"They’re all sure that you’re going to break it. I was adamant that you'll stick to it because you want to do your best, but after I saw your face when I made the guy comment, I'm 100 percent sure you'll break it too."

"Thanks for the vote of confidence." She couldn’t look any happier with her observation, and I knew she was totally right. I had big plans this weekend. One: convince Bonnie to move in with me. Two: convince her to date me.

“Anytime.”

Chapter Eighteen

Bonnie

After Reese left, Traviscame back to my room. I instantly felt the air fill with tension. He leaned against the doorway, crossing his arms over his chest. Somehow, he seemed even sexier here inside his penthouse, or maybe I was more susceptible because he'd carried me inside and I'd felt all those muscles up close and personal once again. I glanced at his arms. I was sure they looked a little bit more bulged than usual from the effort.

I smiled. "I like Reese."

"She's great," Travis agreed.

"She's so fun and caring. It's not something I'm used to." I pressed my lips together. Why had I told him that? I didn’t want to burden him with my past.

"You aren’t?" he asked. “Why?”

I sighed. Was there a need to tell him? At some point, yes. He should know the mother of his child was from a dysfunctional family, something that was obviously very foreign to him.

"You don't have to tell me why if you don't want to."