Travis glared at Parker. “Don’t sta

Travis glared at Parker. “Don’t start with me.”
Parker smiled and winked. “I’m always giving him a
hard time. I don’t get to quite as often since he’s realized
it’s easier if he can get them to drive their own cars.”
“I guess that does simplify things,” I said, teasing Travis.
“Not funny, Pidge.”
“Pidge?” Parker asked.
“It’s uh…short for Pigeon. It’s just a nickname, I don’t
even know where he came up with it,” I said. It was the first
time I’d felt awkward about the name Travis had bestowed
on me the night we met.
“You’re going to have to fill me in when you find out.
Sounds like a good story,” Parker smiled. “Night,
Abby.”
“Don’t you mean good morning?” I said, watching him
trot down the stairs.
“That too,” he called back with a sweet smile.
Travis slammed the door, and I had to jerk my head
back before it caught me in the face. “What?” I snapped.
Travis shook his head, and walked to his bedroom. I
followed him, and then hopped on one foot to pull off my
heel. “He’s nice, Trav.”
He sighed and walked over to me. “You’re gonna hurt
yourself,” he said, hooking his arm around my waist with
one hand, and pulling off my heels with the other. He tossed
them into the closet, and then pulled off his shirt, making his
way to the bed.
I unzipped my dress and shimmied it over my hips,
kicking it into the corner. I yanked a t-shirt over my head,
then unsnapped my bra, pulling it through the sleeve of my
shirt. When I wrapped my hair into a bun on top of my head,
I noticed him staring.
“I’m sure there’s nothing I have that you haven’t seen
before,” I said, rolling my eyes. I slid under the covers and
settled against my pillow, curling into a ball. He unbuckled
his belt and pulled his jeans down, stepping out of them.
I waited while he stood quietly for a moment. I had my
back to him, so I wondered what he was doing, standing
beside the bed in silence. The bed concaved when he
finally crawled onto the mattress beside me, and I stiffened
when his hand rested on my hip.
“I missed a fight tonight,” he said. “Adam called. I didn’t
go.”
“Why?” I said, turning to face him.
“I wanted to make sure you got home.”
I wrinkled my nose. “You didn’t have to babysit me.”
He traced the length of my arm with his finger, sending
shivers up my spine. “I know. I guess I still feel bad about
the other night.”
“I told you I didn’t care.”
He sat up on his elbow, a dubious frown on his face. “Is
that why you slept on the recliner? Because you didn’t
care?”

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Travis glared at Parker. “Don’t start with me.”Parker smiled and winked. “I’m always giving him ahard time. I don’t get to quite as often since he’s realizedit’s easier if he can get them to drive their own cars.”“I guess that does simplify things,” I said, teasing Travis.“Not funny, Pidge.”“Pidge?” Parker asked.“It’s uh…short for Pigeon. It’s just a nickname, I don’teven know where he came up with it,” I said. It was the firsttime I’d felt awkward about the name Travis had bestowedon me the night we met.“You’re going to have to fill me in when you find out.Sounds like a good story,” Parker smiled. “Night,Abby.”“Don’t you mean good morning?” I said, watching himtrot down the stairs.“That too,” he called back with a sweet smile.Travis slammed the door, and I had to jerk my headback before it caught me in the face. “What?” I snapped.Travis shook his head, and walked to his bedroom. Ifollowed him, and then hopped on one foot to pull off myheel. “He’s nice, Trav.”He sighed and walked over to me. “You’re gonna hurtyourself,” he said, hooking his arm around my waist withone hand, and pulling off my heels with the other. He tossedthem into the closet, and then pulled off his shirt, making hisway to the bed.I unzipped my dress and shimmied it over my hips,kicking it into the corner. I yanked a t-shirt over my head,kemudian unsnapped bra-Ku, menariknya melalui lengan dari sayakemeja. Kapan aku membungkus rambut saya ke disanggul di atas kepalaku,Saya melihat dia menatap."Saya yakin tidak ada yang saya punya bahwa Anda belum melihatsebelumnya,"kataku, bergulir mata saya. Aku meluncur di bawah selimut danmenetap terhadap bantal, keriting menjadi bola. Dia membuka kaitannya sabuk dan ditarik jeans-nya ke bawah, melangkah keluar dari mereka.Aku menunggu sementara ia berdiri diam-diam sejenak. Aku punya sayakembali ke dia, jadi aku bertanya-tanya apa yang dia lakukan, berdirisamping tempat tidur dalam keheningan. Tempat tidur concaved ketika iaakhirnya merangkak ke kasur di samping saya, dan saya kakuKapan tangannya beristirahat pada pinggul."Aku merindukan pertarungan malam ini," katanya. "Adam dipanggil. Aku tidakpergi.""Kenapa?" Aku berkata, berbalik menghadapi dia."Saya ingin memastikan bahwa Anda pulang."Aku mengerutkan hidung. "Anda tidak memiliki untuk menjaga saya."Ia dilacak panjang lengan saya dengan jarinya, mengirimmenggigil tulang belakang saya. "Aku tahu. Kurasa aku masih merasa buruk tentangmalam.""Aku bilang aku tidak peduli."Dia duduk di siku, meragukan kerutan di wajahnya. "Adalahbahwa mengapa Anda tidur di kursi malas? Karena Anda tidakperawatan?"

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Travis memelototi Parker. "Jangan mulai dengan saya."
Parker tersenyum dan mengedipkan mata. "Aku selalu memberinya
waktu yang sulit. Saya tidak bisa cukup sering karena dia menyadari
itu lebih mudah jika ia bisa mendapatkan mereka untuk mendorong mobil mereka sendiri.
"" Saya rasa itu tidak menyederhanakan hal-hal, "kataku, menggoda
Travis." Tidak lucu, Pidge.
"" Pidge ? "tanya
Parker." Ini uh ... singkat untuk Pigeon. Itu hanya nama panggilan, saya tidak
tahu di mana dia datang dengan itu, "kataku. Ini adalah pertama
kalinya aku merasa canggung tentang nama Travis telah diberikan
pada saya malam kami bertemu.
"Kau akan harus mengisi saya ketika Anda mencari tahu.
Kedengarannya seperti cerita yang bagus," Parker tersenyum. "Malam,
Abby."
"Jangan maksudmu pagi?" Aku berkata, mengawasinya
berlari menuruni tangga.
"Itu juga," ia dipanggil kembali dengan senyum manis.
Travis membanting pintu, dan aku harus brengsek saya kepala
kembali sebelum menangkap saya di wajah. "Apa?" Aku tersentak.
Travis menggeleng, dan berjalan ke kamar tidurnya. Aku
mengikutinya, dan kemudian melompat dengan satu kaki untuk menarik dari saya
tumit. "Dia bagus, Trav."
Dia menghela napas dan berjalan ke saya. "Kau akan menyakiti
diri sendiri," katanya, mengaitkan lengannya di pinggang saya dengan
satu tangan, dan menarik dari tumit saya dengan yang lain. Dia melemparkan
mereka ke dalam lemari, dan kemudian melepas kemejanya, membuat nya
cara untuk tidur.
Saya membuka ritsleting pakaian saya dan bergoyang-goyang di atas pinggul saya,
menendang ke sudut. Aku menarik t-shirt di atas kepalaku,
kemudian melepas bra saya, menariknya melalui lengan saya
shirt. Ketika saya dibungkus rambut saya ke disanggul di atas kepala saya,
saya melihat dia menatap.
"Saya yakin tidak ada yang saya miliki bahwa Anda belum melihat
sebelumnya," kataku, memutar mata. Aku meluncur di bawah selimut dan
menetap terhadap bantal, meringkuk menjadi bola. Dia menanggalkan
sabuknya dan menarik celana jinsnya bawah, melangkah keluar dari mereka.
Aku menunggu sementara ia berdiri diam sejenak. Aku punya saya
kembali ke dia, jadi aku bertanya-tanya apa yang dia lakukan, berdiri
di samping tempat tidur dalam keheningan. Tempat tidur concaved ketika ia
akhirnya merangkak ke kasur di samping saya, dan saya menegang
ketika tangan beristirahat di pinggul saya.
"Aku rindu bertengkar malam ini," katanya. "Adam disebut. Aku tidak
pergi.
"" Kenapa? "Kataku, berbalik menghadapi
dia." Saya ingin memastikan bahwa Anda sampai di rumah.
"Aku mengerutkan hidung saya. "Anda tidak harus mengasuh saya."
Ia menelusuri panjang lengan saya dengan jarinya, mengirimkan
menggigil sampai tulang belakang saya. "Aku tahu. Saya kira saya masih merasa buruk tentang
malam.
"" Aku sudah bilang aku tidak peduli.
"Dia duduk di atas sikunya, kerutan meragukan di wajahnya. "Apakah
itu sebabnya kau tidur di kursi malas? Karena Anda tidak
peduli? "