Chapter 9
Once the kids were buckled in like Fort Knox, Jax headed into town. Noah played with a toy truck that was in the car seat, and Travis looked ahead.
“Your mom had a rough day, huh?” Jax glanced in the rearview mirror, catching Travis’ eyes.
He shrugged. “She didn’t cry this time.”
The thought of Kristen crying made him want to wrap her in a hug and assure her everything would be okay. A strange thought, considering he never really cared about other people’s emotions before. He didn’t have time for that crap while serving his country. Emotions got people killed.
But he wasn’t in the desert anymore, and Kristen wasn’t the enemy. She was trying to get through the day, and it was something he could relate to.
“Does she cry a lot?” he asked.
Travis tugged at a string on his shir
