CHAPTER NINE
TRAVIS
I’m actually starting to enjoy waking up to no alarm. As hard as it is, I try not to text Viola while she’s with Drew. The less distracted she is, the better, because her body gives her away, and we can’t be having that. And the fact that Drew is around, and Viola doesn’t ever lock her phone makes it a little dangerous.
My cell vibrates in my pocket, and I pull it out and see my mother’s picture flash across the screen. Quickly, I answer.
“I was thinking about driving over today to visit you. Want to go out for lunch?”
“Yeah, Mom, sure. I’d love to see you.” I look around at the mini-disaster the house is in and can’t help but glance at the spot where Viola and I christened the floor. It was a first for me, too.
An hour later, I decide to get dressed. I’m sure the
